[He understands. No need to say it, because as she's said, he's better with actions. When her hands rest on either side of his face, his own move down to wrap around her waist and draw her close. (The chair's in the way. So be it.) When her thumb traces over his lip, he angles his head just a little to put the softest of kisses to it.
There's also so many things he's undertaken in this moment that she doesn't know about. She's here which means that should anything supernatural find it's way to the door, he will prioritize her life over his. Anyone who'd think of looking at a Speaker as easy for any number of reasons will be met with himself and all the anger that's simmering away deep in his stomach. The rules of the city's night things, he'll have to show her how to navigate that world, because by picking him, she has taken that on as well.
She still needs to hear words.]
I promise. Give me something and I shall swear upon it.
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There's also so many things he's undertaken in this moment that she doesn't know about. She's here which means that should anything supernatural find it's way to the door, he will prioritize her life over his. Anyone who'd think of looking at a Speaker as easy for any number of reasons will be met with himself and all the anger that's simmering away deep in his stomach. The rules of the city's night things, he'll have to show her how to navigate that world, because by picking him, she has taken that on as well.
She still needs to hear words.]
I promise. Give me something and I shall swear upon it.