"Such a pledge is unnecessary. I trust you... And I don't feel fear too keenly as it is. I doubt there is much you could do to me. So... yes. I can sleep and I can dream. I would like nothing more, I think, than for you to see my home in its proper glory," he says quietly against his chest.

He pulls back finally, figuring that it would be terrible for the jealous partner to come downstairs and see such a thing.

"We had better get those cookies in the oven and free up the mixer," he says, looking up at him with a blank expression.