It's strange how she so quickly managed to insert herself into that very particular niche in his life, and yet here they are. She cares about him enough that it makes her heart ache to know that he's struggling like this. Hadriel didn't offer the kinds of temptations that Anchor is already imposing on his mind.

She expects a 'no', and her surprise when that isn't precisely what she gets shows only mildly in her expression. Her fingers squeeze lightly around his. Klaus is undoubtedly stronger than her, physically, and she couldn't force him to do anything he didn't want to do, but she can't just let it drop there.

Not when he could so easily put himself in a position to be hurt.

"I know," she replies, rubbing her free hand over his knuckles. "I know you don't want to, babe. But could you?"