Roland releases a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, and he laughs, low and quiet. "I'm glad." He catches himself from continuing, from agreeing that it would make him very happy were she to stay, but realizes her answer may change once she heard his side of the story. His expression hardens, and he looks down at her - adorable as she was, blushing at her own husband - and knows that she is a much better person than him, to have told the truth first.

"Before you say that, though, there's something you should hear." It was one thing to lie under duress, but Roland had kept a grave secret from her - something that affected more than his own personal life. He breaks eye contact, as he was wont to do when he was nervous, one of very few tells that betrayed his stoic personality. "I'm not from this world, either, in a manner of speaking..."