He held his breath when she leaned over and he didn't move an inch. He very badly wanted to reach for her, hold her, but he meant what he said. This was going to go at her speed and that was probably the smart thing. He was in the middle of an operation and he didn't want to be making too many promises when he was regularly going to a place where everyone there wanted him dead.

Instead he waited until she leaned back and raised his hand to brush a bit of hair from her forehead. "Okay, then. That's one question answered. Good intel."