She was happy to see him each time he came home, always greeting him with a smile. He finally managed to get her some real clothes instead of that slave outfit; it was a simple farming outfit but it kept her covered.
When he came home, regardless of how tired he was, he would help reintegrate her into life outside the Legion. She was starting to get a good grasp of it, though learning life in the NCR took some doing. Taxes were tough, even for him.
Being close to her was like having extended leave. It was peaceful and calm; she did have moments where she would try and get him to sleep with her if she felt her chores around the billet were inadequate, but they were starting to get fewer and further between.
She jerked back, clearly frightened by his sudden movement, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you...!" She gasped, "I just...I had a nightmare...a-about Angelo...I-I don't feel safe by myself , c-could I lie with you...?"