He couldn't help but pamper her, she was a caring, patient, kind-hearted woman that didn't care about his money or his fame, but cared about him. That was new to him on every level, and he found himself in positions that made him unsure of himself in the most delightful ways. He looked her in the eyes. His own face was weathered into something always resembling a frown, but his expression was warm and kind just then. It was admiration, adoration, and care. He wasn't sure if he'd do anything for Lulu, as he'd done for Toki, but it was so soon, so early on. He had hesitation even believing his own feelings, but he saw her smiling, saw her looking at him like she was looking at him just now, and he couldn't help but feel the same way.
It was worry and baggage that kept him from expressing how he felt in any way. After all, every woman he'd dealt with from birth to coming here had only used him, abused him, or was too old to remember his name the morning after. And he had always thought he was alright with that - that women couldn't be trusted. But Lulu had given him a new perspective. He traced his thumb across her jawline, to her chin, wrapping his fingers around the back of her neck before bringing Lulu into a kiss. Even kissing her felt right, he trusted her to be just as passionate and devoted to the kiss as he was. It was a brief thing, a show of what he felt, but the sensation lasted on his lips as he moved away to look her in the eyes again.
"Lulu." He said. Her name was all that he needed to say, he felt.