I can't believe, [he manages, once he can get his mouth to work properly,] we're not even-- I'm not anything to you and you want to try to find a way to take me to your home. By the Void, Thancred, what do you do with people you've been sleeping with for longer than a couple of weeks?

[this is the only way he can actually manage to talk about it, but his tone isn't really teasing. there's still that edge of near-panic in it, because for someone who's terrified of the thought of change, who doesn't look at his own reflection for how changed it is, the proposition is enormous. intimidating.]

Even if you don't mean it just for yourself, I-- how do you propose something like that so easily?

[as if he hardly has to think about it, as if it's not this likely-insurmountable sort of obstacle in the first place.]