He sighed and inclined his head a little toward her thumb. "I feel like we should talk about this more first," he said, but even to his own ears, he didn't sound especially convincing. He frowned, trying to pull himself together. "We both just responded to a 3am call, you must be exhausted. I... I want you to want to, not just... doing me a favor."

He reached up and brushed a bit of her hair back. "You're tired, aren't you?"