No perhaps, that's his opinion. He can't possibly put in qualities in her that weren't already there. As smart and adaptive as Verity is, she couldn't possibly just become so lionhearted. Though she is always full of surprises. Wonderful surprises.

Or he could just feed her in exchange for all of the contact. It's only fair. A sip of tea from him, a sip of tea from here. They'll work it out. They always do.

Brown, light focused eyes blink. "I'm just--" he exhales and it's kind of a laugh as a tear slips down his nose. That's the opposite of what it was supposed to do dammit. "I'm not hurt. I'm dizzy and achy but you just make me so happy, Verity. Do you know that?"