Daisy was relieved that he wanted her the same way she wanted him, though she never did doubt his feelings towards her. At the same time, however, she could not shake the feeling that something was not quite right. If it wasn't with Neville maybe it was with her? Daisy didn't want to think so, but she couldn't ignore the feeling either.
"Neville." His name felt like a cry, a plea, a pray all wrapped up in one. Her hand came up to cover his. "I want you. I want us. I just..." Her eyes sought out his, wordlessly trying to make him understand what was going through her head. Even if she didn't fully comprehend what was going on herself. "I don't know."
Daisy pressed her face against his bare shoulder, unable to quite look at him any more. She wanted him. Desperately. However, at this moment she wasn't quite sure if in the aftermath of Halloween if it was the right time. She didn't want to look back on this moment and always question if she had made the wrong choice.