His fingers tighten around hers a little. Reassurance, as much as he can give. He knows he's offering a terrible temptation, and it's worse still really that he feels no guilt for it.

"You couldn't hurt me. I promise. Not for long. I'm right with you. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, okay?"

He offers what he can. What he's sure of, and what he's willing.