He shakes off whatever thoughts had decided to creep into his mind (if asked, he would blame the overload of energy to his senses that allowed his brain to wander into places it normally doesn't) and nods, expression briefly flashing apologetic before he smiles.

"I have no doubt of that," he says, shifting his body slightly against hers to 'refocus' his attentions back to the present, back to her, the friction between their skin enough to brush away whatever lingering negativity remains.