It is finally starting to dawn on him how serious the situation is. She's not here for sex, she needs someone to take the screaming in her mind away by terrible force. She needs bloody release--La petite mort.

Something in his posture shifts, he stands a little taller. "All right, Valdis, I'll give you what you need. We'll talk about whether you should or shouldn't once you can think clearly. But I want to be very firm in one point--you will not be justified in being angry at me after the fact."