[ Her eyes closed when his hand found her hair, and there was a soft hitch of breath, but she still didn't look up yet. It was another moment or two before her voice piped up again--still small, but in a way that was meant for him to hear, not trying to hide itself away. ]

... I... used to go along with all sorts of things without question, just because it was what the person I loved wanted. It didn't matter if that meant breaking rules or lying, or sacrificing myself, or even if what he wanted went against his own good. I've been really scared, you know--of turning into that kind of idiot again. But--

[ Her eyes were still closed, but they squeezed tighter. ]

But doubting you... I never want to do that either.