[He's not going to get to catch his breath if she doesn't stop feeling so damn happy. And Jubliant. And excited. And now desirous -- DAMN. He swallows hard and listens to what she's saying as he works on his breathing.] I did. Ask. Always said forever. Started to just accept it. 'Sides. Lost you after that. Why'd I wanna do that again. [Still fairly heavily, but at least he's getting things out intelligibly.]