She looked at the hand wrapped around hers, and frowned. He'd spoken of fear, but he wasn't the only one scared. Celeste was scared to. Of losing someone important to her. But he was also the bravest person she could think of. No matter his fears, he faced them. Couldn't she do the same.<br/><br/>"I..." It's funny, at several points in their time together if he'd said something about this, she'd have said yes and just pounced him. But there was just this hesitation. Did she want to be with him? Yes, of course. But did she trust herself with him? That was a question she wasn't sure about. Just like him, she had a lot of secrets.<br/><br/>"Okay." She decided to just simply agree. Even if things weren't completely clear, she could handle this. "But what exactly changes other than that we have a name for our relationship?" That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet. She needed to know the rules, so she'd know what was expected.