His hand spun the glass around a little more, trying to get his own head around it a bit more. He had stopped planning the conversation - and all possible permutations - a while back. But unfortunately, that led to situations like these, where he truly wasn't certain what he'd said or what what he said meant. Yes, he knew the words. Yes, it all made sense. But...it didn't at the same time, not that last bit for sure.
And that bothered him, especially as Emmeline asked the logical question, the one he had asked himself without immediate answer. And even covered by her hand, his thumb continued in small circles. "You're...remarkable," Kingsley replied, still unsure where he was going with it, "I...know it's hard to let people in, and you've let me in some. And I love the woman I've gotten to know."