Reinette did not rest until she had examined the wall. It stood tall and straight, the bricks sure. There was a brief flare of anger at herself, for her part in what had just happened. At what what she had all but forced him to do.

Reason told her it was what had to happen, and yet Reinette far preferred it when they had no reasons.
She did not pull back yet, allowing her presence to remain, to comfort where it might. The sheet about them made her arms useless in many ways, but she close to hold him still.