Anteros kept looking down at her torso, reveling in the feel of her heart in his hand but at her voice he looked at her. A soft smile broke out across his face, his hands staying on her sides and pulling her closer so he could lean his brow against hers. He touched his nose to hers and closed his eyes, a look of exquisite pain on his face, there were no words to express what he thought. But he looked like he was trying to find them, not making a move to let her go until he could adequately answer her question.