"Both." She rubs her hand over his bicep, gaze clouded with telling the truth when it would be so much easier to lie. She bends her head down and kisses his chest, trying to find words to make it sting less. To make it okay. "I know it's not what you want. I do."

Her voice quavers and by now he's got to know the sound of it as 'scared as hell'. "There's no one else serious. I just...I can't promise. There's too much other stuff fencing me in. I can't." There's one thing. Maybe. That she can give him. One thing, and, fuck, she's not sure it's the right thing. But it's honest and she promised him that. "I'm not saying never, Declan. Just...not yet."