The problem and its problematic solution

"Scythe or not a Scythe, I don't care," Claire stated with great determination in her voice as she suddenly relaxed her grasp over my waist and moved her hands over to my shoulder… 

Only to pull herself aside and then circle to my front.

And when I saw the look on her face… 

'I'm in trouble, aren't I?' 

"Tim, there's a lot of things that I'm willing to accept. There are a lot of ways in which our relationship doesn't fit the norms of this day and age. But while this makes me turn a blind eye to quite a lot of things…"

Claire bit down her lips and lowered her head before taking a deep breath and looking back up again as she locked her stare right on my eyes. 

"But I don't want to see you in such a state ever again," Claire stated while staring right into my eyes. "Can you promise me you will never end up like you did just now?"