With warm hands he whisked away her air of discontentment. The tension he felt  from her seemed to melt it away within his palms. He looked at her with an amused squint as she moved and squealed to his touch. It was a very familiar and this brought up his nagging question. "I've noticed you..." He slid his hand from her bottom up her back and rested on her shoulders. His free hand wiping beads of moisture from his brows. "You don't fear me. Like you say I would be looked at with fear and hatred. For a foreign world as this how is it that you... a mere woman can brave intimacy with a being such as me." He looked now to her eyes to read her expression.