He doesn't try to stop her or even interject, so she sorts herself out and keeps going. "You laugh at all my stupid jokes. You're always doing shit for me, and you're always trying to watch out for everyone. And you're..." She trails off, frowning. "I'm really bad at talking about stuff like this, right? But with you it's always been easier. Even when I'm freaked out, you get me to calm down. Everything feels easier with you around, and I don't... I don't know."

She's starting to ramble and she knows it, so she takes a second, continuing much more quietly. "I don't think I've ever been this happy with anyone. I just really—" Love you is what she almost says, what she means to say, but she catches herself before she can, eyes going wide. She knows instantly that it wouldn't have been a slip of the tongue, that she would have meant it. Shit. Shit.