He is, indeed, successful at silencing her, and ending her campaign of spreading kisses over his face. Instead, she surges to him as he grasps her, hands clinging to his sides as she's kissed quite soundly. It is incredibly hard to argue with him when he does this, and she briefly contemplates the wisdom of shoving the discussion to the side and taking advantage of their undress and solitude.

But no, she needs to focus. What he's saying is important, and she will give it all due respect. So she looks up, still clinging to him, both expression and movement matching the idea that he is the rock she must hold to, lest she be swept away.

"It was easy for me, too. It surprised me--I have never felt this way for another, but my love for you sprang as easily and as naturally as a flower blooming in the sun, and made me feel just as alive. You have given me a happiness that I could never have imagined, and I will spend as much time as needed to ensure that the favor is returned. You deserve to have a soft, kind life, my heart."