"Actually when I think of hero I think of a petite blonde in a skirt with legs for days and mouth to match." He chuckled and put his hand over hers, sandwiching it.
"Then just think about that." He said, smiling. "Our future is everyday for the next several years, at least I hope. I know you want to be everyone's hero and I have no doubt that you will do it, at the expense of my imaginative grey hair." He patted her hand. "And I will be there to help you every bit of the way. Just expect me to say no a lot of the time and I will expect about half of those nos to be ignored."