You disagree? It feels like part of this conversation was convincing me.

[He lifted a hand to comb his finger through her long loose hair, stroking his fingers against her scalp in the process.]

If you want me to forbid this for a time to provide you space to consider what you want, I will.

[Maybe extreme, but if she needed an excuse to put the breaks on whatever eas happening, he had no issue being the villain. Even temporarily. Whatever she needed.]