How many times had Remy ranted at her about accepting the fact that he wasn't going to leave her? It had taken years for her to believe that his interest was genuine, and for her own to grow strong enough that she couldn't resist his charms, and then he'd had to fight to get her to realize that he was in it for the long haul. That was when she'd finally absorbed him, just for a few seconds to make a strong enough connection to really get a good dose of him, and then she'd had two of them ranting their love at her.

She was falling back into her old habits of assuming the worst about the people who claimed to care about her, and it was wrong of her to do that to Steve. But it was just so easy to let herself sink into that pit of loneliness and believe that she'd never get out of it. It was good that he went about firmly setting her straight on the matter, she needed to hear things like that, she just wished it hadn't had to end with him crying.

Letting go of him long enough to readjust her hold, she wrapped her arms around him, one hand rubbing his back while the other smoothed over his hair, trying to be comforting. "You won't have to," she reassured him gently, keeping her voice low and soothing. "I'm not going anywhere. I want to stay with you forever, so that's what I'm gonna do. I'm sorry I panicked, sugar, I'm so sorry. You're not going to lose me."