Hideaway Strath Am I the reason you breathe?

Nyra sighs softly as he asks her what's on her mind. 
It almost makes her nervous to be asking such a thing...
But she'd never know if she didn't at least try. 
"I would be honored to co-lead with you, if you'll have me?" Her tone hints at hopefulness toward the end, but she explains her reasoning too...
"I have made mistakes in the past, and I won't deny that, but if I'm not mistaken, I think I've proven my loyalty to you and the Saints time and time again, more often than I have messed up." 
Her tone remains calm, not at all intentionally rude. But as she finishes, she's holding her breath a bit with anticipation.
Will he accept? Will he say no?
Gods, the anxiety.