Natalia waited till he felt a little better, then she raised his head so he would look her.

"Do not make me become confident...that you are scared of losing me." She said, hoping he would make her confident.

He was sometimes aloof, sometimes close, sometimes distant. It messed with her mind, and she just hoped he would help her out. Help her by loving her. Help her by making her confident.

"I should not do that, right?" He asked her, then slowly removed her hands from his cheeks.

"It all...depends on you, really." She said, then started to move away. She needed to distract herself from the prospect of him...