He lands with a soft oof, but then her hands are on him like he is something to be handled lightly. He laughs too, but it gives way to a tight frown that pushes all that softness out of his features. "I know," he says. Of course he knows what she was about to say. With her thighs still around him, how could either of them be thinking of anything else? "And I'm sorry." Not just that they can't make love, but about everything a life with him will be missing. He won't try to make the choice for her, but he can still apologize for what it entails.