She lies down on her side, facing him with her elbow propped on the bed.

"He didn't attack me. He scooped me up in a cape, shouted that he was protecting me, and tossed me into the chapel. It was not, at any point, an attack. If it was, yes, I would have taken care of it, and yes. I would have told you. Immediately. But it wasn't.

"He seemed really embarrassed, but didn't get upset at me about that, which was nice."