"Bravery runs in your family, apparently." His hand lowered to her side and smoothed up and down, gliding along her arm and her waist in kind. "And I can see why you carry so much guilt. It's easy to think that it's your fault for something like that." He leaned in to kiss her forehead, slow and soft. "You'd go anywhere with me, I think. Almost anywhere. You're biased, maybe correctly so, but biased all the same. I promise you, I have flaws. Ones just as ugly and nasty as anyone else has. Do you think, once you see them, you'll feel the same way? Do you think anything could change your mind about how great I am?"