[ She has totally planned this out, which is probably a good thing because it would never have ever happened anyways.

Or, you know, depending on his reaction that could be a good thing. It never happening. But she's pretty committed now, considering what she's already said, and she wants to kiss him again, or touch him more, but she thinks pairing this that directly with the sexual would somehow make the message not as effective. And she needs it to be effective precisely because of the way his eyes narrowed and his face is darkening at her. (She really dislikes that look directed at her, can it go away now.)

But no, see, what she's catching in his mind is precisely why this needs to be said and she's shaking her head immediately, almost as soon as he's starting to think it in reaction to what she's said. ] I'm an empath, nobody has to know how unhappy I am unless I want them to. And I never wanted you to, when we met, and then by the time I would have trusted you to show you I wasn't so unhappy anymore, and that was because of you. [ That was a mess. ] What I'm saying is, it's my fault you never really see the results of what you're doing but you are - you are helping, always, immeasurably so.