Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Nothing will stop me; you crave the creature in me

Oh no. That wasn't what she'd meant; she didn't want to stay; this was all wrong, but how could she tell Lestan that? She couldn't. She just couldn't. And besides — maybe it wasn't what she wanted, but what she needed? Reverie was suddenly unsure, and unsure again because she did not know if she was only questioning herself in hopes of finding that she could be content with this turn of events. She was very aware of the tension in Lestan's jaw, and very aware that she had caused it.
She kissed his cheek a little timidly. Lestan, Reverie tried again. You're tense. This is - hurting you. Let me help, please. If nothing else, she needed this. If she couldn't have what she wanted, if she couldn't have her own happiness, she at least wanted his.