"You deserve to have the best life you can," Azrael told her. "And clearly part of that means I need to be better at talking to you, and I'll try my best to do that." His throat suddenly felt very dry, but at least they'd done this before, and he didn't feel quite so much like he was floundering. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, trying his best to reassure her, even if he didn't speak.