[he's tall but he's definitely leaning down so he's closer to her, his voice softer now so only she can hear it, his claws gently running along her jawline and cheek]

... I know. I know now, what it's like. Even if the thought frightens me now... I cannot deny how... intimate the experience was. If it was with someone I trusted, like you... I think I would not feel so afraid.

[...]

Could you do that? Could you make it feel good?