"No, absolutely not! I am not a thing!" Capable is livid. She knows that what Furiosa is suggesting can't be compared in any imaginable way with the horrors of her life before, but it still feels as though she is taking a huge step backwards. To finally gain back her independence, her own name, and then once again become a 'Wife of the Immortan'? That she will be a wife in name only - and that the Immortan in question is Nux - does little to temper her indignation.

Imperator Furiosa is not one for arguing, however, and she simply waits for Capable's rage to burn itself out when faced with the reality of the situation. Capable has always been one of the most practical of the former wives, and Furiosa knows she will come to see reason. It is her own compassion that has made this charade necessary, and it will enable her to see it through.

Nux himself contributes even less to the conversation. His mind is still struggling to catch up with the new reality of surviving what he thought was his final ride on Fury Road. For several days after the battle he had waited for death to come find him out in the sand, alternating extreme agony with brief moments of utter peace - those moments where he imagines Capable and the others safe and sound on the other side - until he finally blacked out. Scavenger crews had found his mangled body beneath the wreckage of the war rig, barely clinging to life. By then the legend of his glorious sacrifice had made already its way throughout the Citadel, and so his reappearance and recovery made him an even more mythical figure. Many of its inhabitants begun referring to him as "Immortan", though he steadfastly refused the title. Furiosa, surprisingly, encouraged it. Her own authority was never questioned, well-respected as she had always been by all within the city, but the War Boys now looked at Nux with newfound awe. Furiosa hoped that Nux's example might help the other boys adjust to life without their 'god' and prevent them from recklessly forfeiting their lives as they once had. They would still be necessary to defend the city as she worked to restore the land and its people.

Capable had already tasked herself with the job of improving conditions for the War Boys as well as the Wretched, and was unwilling to simply let others carry out her orders. Capable's kindness and good sense made her well-suited to the task, but it did not protect her from Citadel's inhabitants, who could not be expected to overcome the cruelty inherent to life under Immortan Joe within a few short weeks. They would eventually come to respect the strength belied by her mercy, but for now it was dangerous for her to travel among them alone. As Nux's 'wife', they would both enjoy the benefits of their newly elevated status. Nux's influence would only increase with her by his side, and she would be safer even in his absence - no one would dare to harm the wife of an Immortan for fear of eternal retribution. Furiosa was thankful that Toast remained always with her, and that Dag and Cheedo spent most of their time tending to the Vuvalini's seeds or the Mothers, so there was no need for them to take up their former titles. Despite Capable's fondness for Nux - as demonstrated by her refusal to leave his bedside until it was certain he would recover fully - Furiosa understood her reasons for fighting this plan.

"Couldn't I be made an Imperator, like you?" Capable changed tactics.

"Not unless you also wish to lead the War Boys into battle." Furiosa responded decisively, though not unkindly.

"I've been in battle before, I could…" but her heart was not into it. She had done what she had to do to survive, she knew it was not in her to willingly join in hostilities. She cast her eyes downward, refusing to glance over at Nux, despite the fact that he was now openly staring at her. She liked Nux, and owed a great deal to him, but still she struggled with the idea of being once more the possession of another - even someone who only wished to protect her.

The decision comes much more easily to Nux. He does not yet fully understand what is being asked, but he knows that he will do anything if it ensures Capable's safety. He also understands that he is not truly an Immortan, and does not deserve the wife of one, so he is not insulted by her repeated refusal of him. Some small part of him does still ache at her rejection, but he steadfastly pushes that part deep inside himself where he can ignore it. He wishes he could reassure her that he would never dare to make any claim on her, glorious and perfect as she is and much too good for the likes of him. He wants her to know that he could never expect her to act as true wife to him, for all he still wishes to offer her any protection within his power. But he can't find words to explain any of his inner thoughts, and settles for simply looking at her, hoping to somehow convey his willingness to do whatever she asks of him.

It is that look that finally breaks through Capable's stubbornness, just as she finally brings herself to peer over at him. She is reminded of the hopeful expression on his face as he willing sacrificed himself for her freedom. In his expression she had seen that he knew he faced almost certain death, and he was glad. With no more promise of Valhalla awaiting him, he could only hope that his actions would save the others. Nux, sweet Nux, would not consider her a possession, an object to bring himself greater worship. As much as she abhorred the title of wife, she found she did not truly mind the idea of Nux being her's - even if it wasn't real.

"I'll do it."