You hurting me? Nerva, I trust you. [Despite his other paranoid senses telling him not to, he's committed himself to this. To trusting her, Korrin, Zevran -- people than he thought he'd ever come around to trusting.

And to love again. To let himself. That is a wondrous feeling.]

I'm certain you can't be worse than the last person I said I was in love with, if it's any consolation. [He offers a smile.] But if...

Well, if you have reservations about this and don't wish to pursue anything, I would not tell you to do anything otherwise than your own judgment.

[As much as it hurts to say, he will refuse to force her into anything.]