Pillowing her own cheek on her hand, she rolled in his direction. “I’m not bothered by it, you know.” He swallowed hard. “The dream?” “Your arm.” She let her gaze actually go to the end of it, and he couldn’t move to hide it. Not in this position. “It doesn’t make you any less than what you already are.” Daios winced. “You are one of the few to believe that.” “Do you believe it?” She watched the emotions flicker across his face. Surprise. Heartache. Shock that maybe he didn’t. Licking her lips, she added, “Why don’t you believe it?”