[With all of the energy that they're investing in kissing and having feelings, swaying is about all of the dancing that Chekov can manage now.
He gets what she's thanking him for in the same nebulous way that he knows what he's being honest about. It hurts a little to hear, though. It sounds fragile and frightened, like she isn't sure if this is something that she should have.
No one should feel afraid of having someone love them.]
You're welcome, Kitty. [That's a ridiculous thing to say when there are so many other things that he wants to tell her, but it's less scary. He rests his chin on her shoulder and embraces her more securely.]