Gadreel swallows firmly and licks his lips, watching her move back. He reaches a hand out to stop her from turning away, not wanting her to leave while she's upset.

It's risky, he knows.

"Not quite yet," he says quietly. "I -- do not want you to get the wrong idea, Lilith. You are -- a beautiful being, and your touch is not unwelcome. I simply do not want your -- attempts to become better to be rooted in wanting to please me. You must do it for yourself."