Well that suddenly made things uncomfortable. Tobias wasn't sure how to answer. "She erm..." he looked down at his glass to avoid eye contact. "She's ill... at the moment. Not just physically. It's the nerves." And she had been ill since he had married her, and probably before that, Tobias had discovered. Ill in the head, or the soul, or whatever. But nobody had told him in advance. That, or she was just the most obstinate and ungrateful girl he had ever met. And nobody had told him that in advance either. So really, he didn't know what she was like 'normally', because there had never been a normal. But it was embarrassing to admit that. "She's from Whitby. A fishing family, originally."