For just a moment, he looks like he will say it. His face shifts, just so, with how desperately he wants to ask her, but he doesn't in the end. No, he stays silent and swallows back that desire. They have had enough turmoil tonight for a lifetime. He should space out their fraught conversations if he can. He will find ample satisfaction in holding her close and slumbering--he needn't beg for praise beyond her trust.

Not tonight.

His small smile returns as she calls by that pretty little name, and he leans in to brush a kiss against her brow.

"I would adore some, but I admit the idea of sleep calls to me more," He answers delicately. "Today has been a wonder, but it also feels as though it were years long, in and of itself."

He leans back a bit and looks down at her.

"Then...perhaps, once we have slept and the world is new, I will feel bold enough to request my wants without all this coy hesitation."