[He's still tense for a long moment, though of course still allowing Rosinante to pull him closer. Distantly, he's glad the other man is so absurdly large because it makes the shift in the ratio of their sizes less jarring. Rosinante isn't as big as he is in Law's memory but he is at least still comfortingly Larger. The way Bepo is.

After a long moment of just him steadying his breathing, he settles down a bit, though he doesn't raise his head yet.]

... I was lucky. I was able to meet other people that wouldn't give up on me, the same as you. But I still...

There was one thing I never got to say, that I should have said sooner but then it was too late.
[He's clearly still hesitant to say it now though.]