"I am fine. Tried from travel maybe but, fine overall," Sabrina replied when Thierry asked how she was doing. She arched an eyebrow at her husband when he expressed that he wanted to explore the burial chamber on his own tomorrow. Her golden orbs narrowed slightly when he was firm with the fact that he didn't want her or the children with him. And the structural integrity? That excuse was as old as their relationship. The last time he told her that he didn't want her to investigate a dig with him, she ended up bailing him out of a mercenary military camp in Mongolia.
Sabrina's honey gaze widened slightly when Thierry actually placed his hands on her shoulders. For a moment, her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest as she thought he was going to kiss her but he just patted her shoulders and walked off to kiss the kids goodnight.
Sabrina let out the breath she had been holding slowly. She couldn't remember the last time Thierry had kissed. Surely, it had to have been since Cosette had been born, right? Now, that the wife thought about it, that kiss in the hospital after she delivered Cosy had been a kiss on the temple, not even a simple peck on the mouth. Otherwise, Thierry had been on work trips or getting home from work at the Louvre. Even casual touching like placing his hands on her shoulders shouldn't feel like it was long ago.
"No, I am just overthinking things. Thierry loves us. I know he does," Sabrina murmured to herself before going to bed for the night.
Sabrina had her chocolate locks back into a high ponytail. Her amber gaze glanced up from the file she had been working on decoding for Thierry. She glanced at her husband and shrugged. Taking a sip from her coffee cup, Sabrina let Thierry stew a little for an answer to their son's question before saving him.
"Theo, mon cher, we just got here. Let's let your father establish a foothold in things before we overcrowd his workspace, okay? He needs to focus on marking objects and take notes on them properly," Sabrina explained as she smiled softly at the sleepy Cosy emerging from the kids' tent. She caught the gaze of her eldest daughter and smiled softly, as she couldn't help but try and cushion things between father and son.
"Bonjour mi petit, did you sleep well?" Sabrina asked as she got up and handed Cosette the butter and a few pieces of toast to make the first part of her breakfast before scooping some scrambled eggs and mixed fresh fruit onto the young girl's plate.