"You're the nicest god I've ever met." Dylan replied in earnest, and leaned in to wrap his arms around Salvia's shoulders, hugging her tight with all the strength in his breath, as if he was afraid to ever let go. "You've never done anything bad to me." It was the truth. In all of his trials in the past few months, she had been the one who Dylan could trust, and in turn he had protected her from Henri. "Salvia-" He began again, "It's alright to want to try and pollinate with me, I think you'd like it, and I know I'd like it. But let's wait a little, okay?" He sighed and bowed his head to rest his forehead on Salvia's shoulder. "I'm still a little sad." He murmured, "It's not anything you can help, I just need some time. But I know you're good for me, so I want to be around you, and I promise not to leave without telling you ever again."