I slow down when I feel his hands around my waist, and lean back against him just briefly. "No, I didn't have any ulterior motives. We can do whatever you like?" I don't mean it to come out a question, but it does.

I realize belatedly what I am actually thinking without knowing, what is subconsciously informing my actions. I turn around in his arms and tilt my head sharply back to look up at him.

"Are you trying to get me to see a therapist again?"

That comes out much more accusatory than I intended it to, especially since I know he's just worried about me, and beyond that, I know that it's at least partially the Commander's doing.