The fact that he was admitting all of that meant more to her then anything sort of sappy. It was sappy enough in it's own right. She knew better then to say something equally sappy, she knew he probably didn't want to hear it. Instead she wandered over a little closer to him, looking slightly coy but mostly calm until she was in front of him. "Show me.. make me believe it.." he'd said the same thing to her a couple of days ago. And seeing as though she wasn't straddling his lap, he could feel free to interpret that any way he wanted.