He nods and opens his own barriers a little and reveals a little of his past.

( images of his torment when he was ten at the hands of two older kids, what they did to him for hours that he never told a soul, images of the fight where he killed, images of the losses and the people he couldnt save, just a light showing of what he has known and seen.)

He kisses her gently.

::Whatever you want is important too. I wont look at anything you dont want me to see. I swear it.::

And his love and acceptance of her, of everything about her, no matter how dark it might be, flows out as he holds her tight.