She watched him and smiled. Maybe it was a Saint power in that you couldn't stay angry at them, but it seemed to work. Shaking her head she pulled him down into a kiss before letting him go. "Babbling there
Fernando
." He wasn't going to live that one down.
Chuckling she moved inside and into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase. "I do try and understand. You have important things. I'm not the only one who needs you. And I get I'm probably the first relationship you've had in a long time, but these kinds of things take work and I don't want to have to keep chasing you down." She frowned and paused to look at him, "so if you think you can't do this, I have the right to know."