It would require a more decided direction, it's true. She can't decide it for him, for all she wants to make his life as beautiful as he deserves. A tree grown with too much support isn't able to stand on its own against the gentle breezes, nevermind the storm.

"Aww, thanks. Let's both be glad we're both here." She wants to lean against his side while they eat, but that would make it hard for him to eat. It'll keep until later.