Len, getting up to move toward Emma, placed his hands on the desk to look at what she wrote in her journal. He didn't react much to what she wrote, only going into a small fit of laughter at the part where she'd expressed the desire for her inner voice to talk a long walk off a short pier. That had him rolling for the better part of four minutes, ending with him hunched over the desk because he was laughing so hard. When he recovered enough, he gave her a hug with one arm, pressing his forehead to hers again. He was still chuckling when he let her go and proceeded to move her dresser back where it was before he moved it.<br/><br/>"Do you even have to ask?" He asked in a amused tone, moving back to her when he finished, "I think I've readily established I have no qualms about coming over here... or... being... with you."<br/><br/>He took her hands in his as he drew out his statement in a teasing manner. He was starting to enjoy teasing her. It was startling to him as he'd just met her and he'd already becoming comfortable with her. It was exciting and worrying at the same time. He shoved it aside as his mind skided into dangerous territory.<br/><br/>"You should already know I will come over," He said, letting his eye flutter halfway closed as he let himself come so close to her that their lips were a hairs-width apart, "You're worth that much and more to me."