"I am with you, my heart." He lets her kiss him, kisses back the first time but firmly holds her still after the second, tucks her head back under his chin as if to protect her. From the world. From herself.

Pain and loss drive people to desperate things, things they don't want in hindsight, and Maker take him if he's going to be a regret for her or take advantage. He is a protector, a supporter, and he would hardly be either if he went along. "I'll stay the night and I'll be here in the morning. You're not alone, my love."

He doesn't mention that he knows what she thinks she wants. He'll let it go unspoken, pretend that didn't happen, and be the rock she needs.