"Not the only reason." He reaffirmed for her. He looked over to her from where they were sitting, squeezing her hand again. He didn't know how he had gotten to this point in his life. When the rage started to wash away and this new mold was poured in. He was glad for it, the world was less doom and gloom but, still he wondered if the world messing with his head had had something to do with it. If Freya had been a gift from the gods to ease his mind. He didn't let the thought wonder far. "Just so you know, I am not the type that just kisses anyone, your the first." he didn't think cheek kisses in his childhood really counted.

"Things sound easy because I see no point in worrying, shit will happen and we'll figure it out when we get there. No point worrying before something happens. "While women may worry as a man its just my place to figure stuff out and protect my family. These are things I can do. If you trust me to it. I'm not the smartest man, but I wont even purposely let you down." He reached up with his other hand scratching at his hair some.

"I don't have an answer for that that makes sense besides what I have said. I like you, I want to spend my days and nights with you." He looked back out to the morning sky. "We'll figure it out."