The sarcastic and witty side of the silver male wished to reply her with a 'Oh no, you've mistakened. I tell every woman I see that they're beautiful.' but he did not say it because no doubt it would hurt Paarthurnax and it wasn't true. He didn't do that, in fact this was one of the few times that he actually said someone was beautiful. He did not speak, instead waited calmly for her to finish.
He watched as she blinked down shyly, he was now growing nervous. Was she going to say she hated him? Unrealistic thoughts swam around his head but he shook them away instead concentrated on the woman beside him. He knew she was probably nervous about their situation and he cursed himself for approaching so directly but it was done and telling her he that he didn't mean it would no doubt hurt her more. "I don't know how I feel about it," Paar admitted, he stiffened but forced himself to relax. "I guess, what I'm trying to say is that... I don't want you to give up on me, or lose hope, but I need time."
The silver prince sighed softly at her words, a faint smile gracing his lips. She didn't hate him. He leaned down and touched his nose briefly between her ears before murmuring softly "I understand and I promise I will not hurry you but I ask for one thing. Please do not avoid me or shied away from me, I will be your friend if I cannot be anything else just yet. And I will never, ever give up on you, my queen." his words like a caress as he finally drew away from her.