Ryan continued to smile at Aletta. "I understand... you have your German fiance... And I accept that. I just wanted you to know, you are probably the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on... And though you are already spoken for, I can't help but fantasize about the woman that saved my life...." He told her, though he saw the guilt in her eyes, it wasn't all he saw. There was something else there... Was it lust? Sorrow? He pulled her closer gently so he wouldn't need to talk above a whisper, lest somebody hear them. "I hope you can stay with me awhile... Aletta."