"Yes." He nodded. Part of him was reeling with this. "I'll stay."
He blushed brightly. "Do you want me to stay here, or on the bed with you?"
Though he was a man of his time, Darius knew that Ophelia wouldn't react to this manner of thing the same way that some of his girlfriends had. He wouldn't dare take advantage of her, for fear of making her life even harder. But he knew how important physical contact could be.