The truth is, of course, he's worried about this decision of his. Not second thoughts - this was the right thing - but that doesn't mean it will work out, doesn't mean it won't be harder than he expects, and he doesn't want to have those doubts, those fears, not now. They'll come in their time. Now, he wants Neria to feel right about this, not guilty. He wants to show her he means it. And maybe that means not so much talking. Remy's always been a demonstrative boy, and his lips on hers try their best to be eloquent, one hand on her shoulder and the other slipping to her side, the gentlest of embraces, easy to break or step away from if the moment is wrong or the intensity is off or -

No doubts, he reminds himself. Not right now.