He took her hand, and held it. She touched him, but he seemed almost distant. Even in his eyes; distance. He was processing things. He was tihnking. Tonight had been a lot to handle, and he needed a few moments. During the minutes it took him to think, he continued to hold her hand, to give it the occasional reassuring squeeze.<br/><br/>The silenced seemed to stretch on for an eternity, but it actually wasn't that long before he did something else. He lifted her hand to his lips, planting a firm kiss on her knuckles. "I just want to be with you, Erica. What happened to you doesn't change anything about how I feel about you. I will stay with you, and do whatever I can for you." And there it was. His decision. In some ways, it might be shocking; in other ways, not so much. He was a very dedicated person.<br/><br/>"And you can feed on me whenever you want. I don't want you to risk getting sick, or hurt," Because hey if she's a vampire, she's got to worry about blood borne diseases, right? Well, that's what he is thinking about, at any rate. "And you know me. You know I am strong. And I trust you not to hurt me."