Then you need not ask. Let my offer stand without asking.

[But there's a spark of quiet delight in the sight of Haurchefant's enthusiasm, in his eagerness to kiss him, and Aymeric can't help but give it a place to hide inside his own chest, to glow and warm him from within.]

Swear only that you will not hesitate to call upon me, as I shall vow to depend on you.