"All right. That sounds like we're doing well enough."
He takes a moment to get himself settled so that he's sitting next to her, within snuggling range but with the wall of the tub firmly at his back.
"...I want to trust you," he says. "So I should probably begin by explaining that... when we first met, from the moment you said you were a goddess and my soul was in your hands, I was terrified of you. I operated for that entire conversation on the assumption that you could casually obliterate me from existence on a whim, and might do it if I annoyed you too badly. Without that inferred threat I probably would have spent several more hours carefully considering the possibilities before I made my choice of cheat item, but you seemed impatient, and I didn't want to risk upsetting you. I've been gradually learning better as I've gotten to know you, but—that's how things started out, for me."