[He squeezes a little tight with one arm, other hand stroking down her hair to offer what reassurance he can. Just once, though; there is a boundary here now, one neither of them saw coming, and though he doesn't know precisely where it is he doesn't want to push against it.]

[Not too long ago, in a time when he was alive, he'd be feeling sorry for himself. Now though, he's a little older, a little more mature, and all he feels is regret for hurting her, and a desire to wipe away her pain. He smiles at the gentle affection, letting her go and taking a step back.]

I'd say there was no reason to worry, but then I remember I was dragging you around to stand up against lava walls today. Guess I can't promise to keep you safe... just to stand beside you.

[That's the biggest, brightest reason he'd ever asked the question, after all.]

Get in touch when things have calmed down a little, okay?