"I need you to trust me," Henry whispered against her lips, his face so close to hers. "I'm not doing this because I don't care. I'm doing this only because I care about you, and your safety. Can we please just go back to my apartment and talk about it there?"
Layla's mind was still reeling from the kiss, from the feel of that's lips against her own, his tongue in her mouth. So she simply nodded her agreement.
They walked the rest of the way back to his apartment quickly, Henry never once letting go of her the entire time. Once they were safely back in his apartment, and Henry had locked the door, did he turn to her.
"I only care about you, Layla," Henry said at last. "If it were what I wanted, I would keep you here, in Lunavia, with me"
"So why can't-" Layla started to ask, but Henry quickly cut her off.
