Marie's point of view in Identity during the hotel scene. Word: Tentative.
Marie had not expected him to be gentle. She had expected him to take control, perhaps; insistent, demanding. She had imagined rough hands, maybe even a little bruising, after.
But as always he surprised her—proceeding slowly and tenderly, almost hesitant. As though he wanted her permission, as though he were unsure of her or even of himself; vulnerable, considerate.
She watched him sleep for a long time, wondering how such a direct and decisive man could secretly possess so much sweet tentativeness.