Without you, what would a poor boy do?
"You know, Nia, I really don't think I can imagine my life without you."
"Oh, ah...I'm glad, I suppose."
She wasn't sure whether to grimace or blush. It simply wasn't true - people would be standing ready and willing to love you whether or not you loved yourself, and all the admiration you didn't have for your own self ran right back at them.
Surely, it was tough, and more than a little uncomfortable, but...
Rex grinned.
"I like tellin' you stuff like that. Bet it keeps you on your toes. I should do it more often!"
"Yeah. Me too."