"Not so fast,"
"What!" inquired she with a less than inviting voice – one of which was of profane origin.
"I don't mean to be rude," said he still holding her forehead. She had tried to embrace and push the man on the bed. "I'm a married man, and what thee are trying to do is the same as the man earlier attempted. Is that really the way thee wishes to proceed?"
"N-no," she gave into deep breaths. "It wasn't my intent," she fell to the floor, "-I wasn't trying to do anything malicious. It's just, earlier, you came and killed the man who had plagued my life ever since I came into this village. Like you, I was a traveler, sent off to the mainland during the war so many years ago."
"Come on," after toggling the slightly helpful light, "-get up," he gave a helping hand.
"T-thanks," she grabbed to stand, "-I'm sorry I was trouble." The full moon's ray caressed her face.
"Take a seat," he offered to then close the curtain.