H never came back from Iraq, part 3

[MichelleLT]

One more weird/funny thing. After the hug we realized our cars were sorta the same direction and walked together for a block. As he turned to leave, I saw a pocket clip for a knife in his back pocket. I asked him if he'd gotten a new knife. He looked confused, so I actually pulled it from his back pocket and oohed and awed over it (no faking, it's pretty sweet. it was hard not to ask where on earth he thought he had the money to buy it, but I was genuinely interested in it). Not sure whether it was my enthusiasm or the fact that I sorta touched him, but he was a bit taken aback.

I just had an interesting thought - maybe he was actually worried. On several occasions, he's acted like he thought I was going to hit him or hurt him in some way. One time, before I moved out, we were actually sorta joking around and i threw a pillow at his stomach while he was on the couch and he jumped off the couch, hands up defensively. H told me that even though he has hurt me he was not going to let me physically hurt him. I have no idea why he thinks/expects this.