She let her hand drop back into her lap and watched him.  He looked like a man in a trap and he shuddered and she wondered what he was thinking that had him so terrified.  They all had scars from the war crossing their souls.  What had cut into him so deeply?  "Only kissing," he said at last.  "I don't want to... if you can't hold on to your mind, at least all I'll have done is kiss you."