I already do. But in a better way.

[Not that he'd say without doubt he wouldn't want a taste of that feeling from before - but he knows it's laced with toxins. Anything with Wil is now a snare trap, one he has to keep himself from stepping in, no matter what. He smiles though, and looks over at her.]

I've got someone here who loves me for me. It's - better than any of that ever was.