[Her blush builds the whole time he talks. And she wants to shut off because sincerity is scary, but she won't. She won't let herself this time. She wraps her arms around him and returns his kisses, gently, carefully.]

I'll try not to cry anymore. But I don't promise anything about smiling. [She tugs on him to lie back again because the way they're sitting is kind of weird.] But I'll try to do it for you, if you promise to stay with me. Because I think I'm starting to need you, now. It's lonely when you're not here.