With her good hand, Romilda reached up to capture Ioan's fingers with her own. Her frown turned back up into a smile, filled with hope and excitement. "But I forgive you. For leaving." She knew it was going to take her awhile to trust that he wasn't leaving again and as much as she wanted to believe him right that second, Romilda knew that wasn't the right way to approach this.
His words were so sweet and pretty and she squeezed his hand lightly. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Damn. Once again she was agreeing with someone because it would make them feel better. Nevermind that she wanted to understand him better and ignoring his problems wasn't going to help that. "Wait. No. I mean I want to talk about it. I want to understand know you because I think you're wonderful."