She lets out a breath that's half a laugh.

"I don't -- I wouldn't know what terms to set."

Kim shoves a lock of hair back from her face, then tries to meet his eyes.

"I... you ... you're my dearest friend. And maybe more, now, but I don't want to presume, or to do anything that'd ruin our friendship, because you're too important for that, and anyway I know you're going back soon and all, and, and just--"