"Good," he grins back down at her. Not about to back down or appear weak for even a moment. Odd how he enjoys this, a silent little power struggle.

He looks down at her and drops his voice so low that it's barely anything but a breath.

"I want to share with you. I want to experience the world. I want to be there to pick you up when you fall. I want it to be me you give in to. I want you to give in."