That's the thing she really needed to hear. A knot loosens between her shoulder blades and another in her gut. She nods and says, "Me too. About hearing you when you really need something," like not to risk hurting her. It might seem like the same but it's not.

Preferences aren't the same thing as actual danger. He was right last time: her body and if she wants to risk it, she can. But it's wrong to force him to do it.

"We're good--" She nods and then ducks her head again. It's not normal for her to be shy about stuff but after that, it's hard to get herself to say, "Except...if you don't want to do it, it's cool, but I kind of need to get off." Maybe she should just do it herself because she needs it quick, no fuss, no bother.