"More than a little, I fear." Regretfully Eowyn lifts herself off him, disengaging, though she almost at once lays back alongside him, resting her head on his arm. "I think my dress survived, though truthfully I was too distracted at the time to care."

It hardly matters. She brought simple clothing for this excursion. No fine dresses or jewelry but ordinary clothing, easy to work in and put on. And just as easy to take off.

She even brought one or two things solely in the hopes that her husband might tear them off her, though she will perhaps tell him that later...

For now she sighs, eyes still closed. "Mmm...did I hurt you, in my impatience?" For she did rather lose control there.