She needed him; she was dedicated to him. And... their goals. He smirked and let a very small laugh escape through his nose. "Alright." He leaned forward again and let his hands rest on between his knees, and his eyes commanded contact with Rhia's.
"No more eggshells. I treat ye like a porcelain doll, and that's okay with me. But if you have thoughts, or feelin's, or wants, lay 'em on me. Just let me know - really. Grab me an' make me hear you. Let's don't waste time with all that nonsense. I'm a big boy, I can handle whatever ye need o' me." That included personal space, or for him to sweep her off her feet and hold her close. "Also, permission ta tap in would probably help," he added, and touched his temple lightly. He made a rule of not invading others' minds before they allowed it.