She sighs. "Connor, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to rush. After..after the last person I was involved with," sort of, "I really don't want to rush either. I just.. want you to know that it's okay to be afraid.. but not too afraid that you stay away from me." She frowns a little, and suddenly there's a pomegranate scented swirl of wind around him, tugging him closer to her and the table.