As he told her earlier - so rarely has he been free to show his true shape and form to others, let alone with a bedpartner. So the feelings of safety and protection do not only transfer to her, but also to him.

(And there is something erotic and arousing to him about that desire for safety being fulfilled, that he never knew he craved so greatly until he found himself wandering in the desert.)

A thought strikes him, which he did not consider before - and may already have broken unaware, his mind hazy with lust. "Is it safe to speak your name, among these treasures?" He asks, peppering her jawline with his lips. "I would not wish to put you at risk."

She has already called out his name, and he has no qualms of it, for he is an unknown.