Yes, well. That's rather an impossibility for me, but I assume I'll, er, get better as we keep going.

[He wrinkles his nose, dismissing the matter.]

But you're hardly a wilting flower. And you're . . . it's obvious you're strong. I mean, the way you move, you handle yourself-- I'm surprised more people didn't see that.

[He drags his nails down along her side again.]

I'm glad that you trust me enough to be aggressive.