"No, you don't," she chided with a tiny smile of her own, lifted her hand to run her fingers through his hair. "You're just saying that to make me feel better about my ridiculous psychosis. And I thank you for it. And..." She sighed lightly, tightened her arms around him, hugged him close. She needed to get used to it and realize that it was okay to say it. Yes, it was scary and yes, it was gonna hurt when he left her, but life was too damn short to be afraid all of the time. "And I love you."