He’s paying more attention to Aria than anything else now, probably to keep his mind from deteriorating. She walks to the bathroom, he follows. She hangs up the laundry, he helps. She cooks, he cleans. She goes for a walk through the woods, Tobias goes with her. Strangely, Ewan doesn’t seem to mind; he’s completely unbothered by the sight of his wife and the father of her kids being so close and touchy. Even when they’re on the sofa, she’s between them while one holds her hand and the other plays with her hair. Imagine having that much attention? I would blow up.
