"I ken. I understand," she noted softly. If they both hadn't been so closed off, maybe they would have felt that way about each other - but she was afraid of dependency on men after being burned so many times and he had been closed off from everything else.
"Even if I can't manage this particular spell, I'll have a present for you anyway. I may or may not have perfected the art of infusing kine explosives with blood magic," the comment was so off-hand, it was like she didn't realize the consequences of what she was suggesting - but they both knew better than that.