"Why."
"Because in twelve years I have never once had to think about it." Rhys leaned forward, elbows on knees. "I've done forty-one. Some of them were monsters and some of them were fifteen years old and frightened, and I did all forty-one the same way, and I have slept perfectly well every night of my life. And then I came over that rise at moonrise and I looked down at you, and something in my chest went down on its belly."