Even the slightest pull away from his face feels like he's slipping away from her just as quickly as death. Her grip around his face grows stronger as he speaks, momentarily unconcerned with his comfort over his proximity. Her hands clench down hard around each side of his jawline, thumbs shoving the soft skin behind his ears forward to pull him entirely into her kiss.

"Tell me..."

One hand frees itself from his face to grab a clump of his hair and grasp it tightly. William isn't going anywhere.

"Tell me here and now what you said in your message."