Swiftcurrent Creek who do you think you are? who do you think i am?

aria shook her head. "nothing," she told him, perhaps reassured him, "but that's just the thing... she has not sought me out-- and i am the same place every day. and... given me and you, and how jealousy grows in our bosoms... i cannot help but worry." her expression faltered. his answer was not a real answer, and gave away his wife's true feelings. 

"she is not happy i am here," she said quietly, ears splaying.