[Gods, she's going to make him say it. Somehow, this is a lot more embarrassing than it used to be. Probably because he's not acting with needless bravado.]

I-I...[He clears his throat.]

Whatever...this is. I wanna be worthy of it. And I don't think I necessarily was? And I know...I know you're gonna say that I am. That I'm deserving of...this. Otherwise you wouldn't freely give it. I have enough respect to recognize that.

But you deserve...you deserve who I want to be. And I wanna work towards that.

...I dunno if that makes any sense...

[Gods, he can feel his face burning up.]