[She presses a gentle hand to his lips to stop him before he can voice the rest of that, and while she smiles, there is a touch of sadness edging it in her downcast gaze.]

How many times do I have to remind you that I'm your wife?

[That should imply all she means to say, but in case he needs that reminder, she will happily give it a hundred, thousand times over.]

Whatever you need... if it'll make that thing go away, or if it gets to be too much, then you can take whatever you need from me. That's what we promised, wasn't it? That no matter what, we would be there to support each other?