[Might actually feel a little nervous, but it's now or never. He bites at his lip, uncrossing his legs and leaning into the table, chin resting on his hands.]
Let us renew what we shared back in London. A relationship of not only correspondence, but companionship. [He nods, holding a hand out in assurance.] But to be sure, it will be different. It will not be any arrangement of a permanent or monogamous choke hold. Neither of us are the people we were then, pretend or otherwise. We... We know each other, now. Our flaws, our commonalities. This familiarity would, I think, be to our benefit.
[Hesitates.] It would be impossible for us in our own world. But maybe here...