[ He reaches out, hands on her upper arms rubbing gently as she expresses worries, and what she thought might have happened. He shakes his head, keeping his smile on. ]

No, if I was going home, I'd tell you. I'd just - I'd talk to you, about any of it. I promise.

[ And he means it, looking down into her eyes, sincere and earnest. It's exactly the kind of thing he'd never dare doing to her, leaving her in a lurch when she's just started to trust him.

Her next few words make him smile, reaching up to thumb at her jaw. ]

And kisses is how you'll make sure? Not that I'm complaining, mind you. I'm a more than willing participant.