He wants to embrace her. Just reach out and pull her close and tell her that everything will be well and that he wasn't planning on leaving her. Instead of that Robb remains still, not letting go of her hand.

Neria's words make him feel oddly warm on the inside, his heart picking up speed again. "And I will continue do so, Neria." The tone of his voice is soft but stern. They are not talking about their friendship anymore. It is something beyond that.

"I will." Robb nods firmly, his blue eyes meeting hers. "Do not ask me for permission, Neria. We both know that...we wish to spend our time in eachother's company." The stern tone that was in his voice earlier has made place for doubt. "If you permit me..."

Robb stops talking, knowing that that would be a very indecent proposal.