"Is everything alright?" he asked softly, his hand hesitating for a moment before gently resting on her back. "Are you feeling uncertain again, my little mouse?" he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. He sat beside her on the bed, his gaze flickering nervously between her hands and the floor. "You know… you don’t have to change anything about yourself when you’re with me. I mean… you’re already perfect. Just as you are." His words stumbled slightly. He brushed a strand of hair from her face with trembling fingers, hesitating before leaning in to press a quick, shy kiss to her temple. His cheeks flushed as he pulled back with a small, awkward smile. "You’re... you’re such a beautiful girl, don’t you know that? The most beautiful. At least, I think so."