"The dreams...oh." It kinda made sense then, at least in her head why Rayner could not like Rafe. "Is that why you hit Rafe?" Not that without knowing what was going on in her head would it be possible for the two sentences to make sense. But she again let him go through what he wanted to say without pushing him too hard for the answers she wanted. She reached over and gave him a small kiss to let him know she was over it, mostly. To her mind, it made sense. Why Rafe had hit Rayner back was another matter for another day, when she got that god of dreams by himself.<br/><br/>But as Rayner continued, Celeste felt a sense of creeping guilt slip over her. That had been her fault. She knew he had bad dreams, but her being gone had made them worse. She felt horrible. And then he'd gone and come after her anyways. Wrapping her arms around him, she hugged him tightly as if to apologize since her mouth wasn't quite working right now in a way that she'd like. She'd been really horrible, but a tiny perverse part of her was kinda happy that she wasn't the only one who'd been a bit miserable. For the moment, she found she couldn't look him in the eyes. What if he knew that some of his potentially worse fears about her had almost happened back there with the slavers? He'd lock her up and lose the key.<br/><br/>"That...?" She was confused as to what he meant until he explained. She backed away slightly, looking at him as if he'd grown a third eye.<br/><br/>"I thought the point of our...relationship or whatever was to keep things simple and uncomplicated. No strings attached. Yes, I love you. But that doesn't mean we have to change what we have. " That, and there was that deep down fear that if she let herself get really attached, she'd be abandoned again just like....her brow knitted. There had been someone, hadn't there. The feeling of abandonment was there, but she couldn't put a face to it. But she kept trying, until she had to stop or give herself a blinding headache.<br/><br/>"I'm content with what we have..." It was not just her fear speaking though, she'd given herself a promise when they'd first agreed to all this that she wouldn't do anything to tie him down or to her. She'd take what he gave, and hope that he'd trust her enough eventually to open up. She wasn't sure that a total flip flop of their relationship would make it any easier for her to take.