"Of course," Stefan said with a smile, letting the topic of death and escape plans drop so he could simply enjoy her company. He moved to sit her gently on the couch, then took the space beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder to pull the small woman close into the warmth and protection of his side. "Is that better," he murmured, pressing a delicate kiss to her forehead, not wanting to do too much too fast, though he would have enjoyed kissing her like they used to, so passionately and open.