"And I am just a man with more optimism and hope than is wise. Perhaps, between the two of us, we can find some kind of balance," Diarmuid doesn't pull away from her. Instead, he just stares into her eyes, taking notice of all the emotion that passes across her face. He can't help but wonder what about his words triggered all of that, but it is not a question for now. Perhaps later...

"Does this mean we can be fools together?" An amused grin crosses his face, "Fools do tend to be more happy in each other's company than they are apart..."