She brushed her fingers through his hair, kissing the top of his head. "Okay," she said quietly. "But if it does happen.. you need to be careful. Really, really careful."
His gaze flickered up to hers and he pulled her closer, his hands resting on her waist. "Don't be sorry. I'm just... worried."
She paused, tensing a bit before pulling away to observe his features, her eyes considerate. "No. No I don't."
He leaned into her touch before lying down again with her in his arms, kissing her forehead. "Things are going to be fine, okay? Things will be fine."