His head tilts. That doesn't make sense to him. Maybe he's a terrible judge of character, but she's never seemed 'bad'. Not to him. A little abrasive, sure, but...

He squares his shoulders, tilting his chin up. "You can be on mine, then." As... if he actually had one. But with all she's gone through, why would she deserve coal?

"I don't think anyone can bring me what I want to ask for."

Like a soul. Or someone who's missing.