"I hear a story behind your words, my love," he teases in return, but doesn't actually ask for the story. But he hears her uncertainty and it wrings his heart. He reaches to gently cradle her face in his hands, thumbs rubbing fond circles as he gazes into her eyes.

"I have no desire to send you away." Join me. His mind asks hers, filled with love and fierce loyalty. He will build her confidence and certainty back up.

"Shall we?"