[What he's saying really does sound like cheap excuses and sort of like the ones that she attempted to use to justify staying with Alucard all those years ago. Only, in Rip's case, she felt she deserved all the punishment and abuse that she received at that time...

So, maybe not exactly the same but, she still thought he was making excuses and definitely not helping his case with her. The trembling in her hands become a little more noticeable in his grasp.]

I like it vhen you are possessive.

[Even though she doesn't need to, Rip draws in a deep breath to hold it and slowly let it out. Her emotions are quickly becoming a whirlwind of anger, fear and panic as her thoughts race around her head in a jumbled mess.]

I get zhat you und he haf changed. A century iz a long time to grow but, I am still not sure about zhis. If he vere to harm you again, I vill tear him apart und display his head in my shop und take vatever punishment for murder zhis city dishes out vith out a complain.

[Maybe it's her own little bit of possessiveness that's coming out because Rip means every word of it. Even if her fear of abandonment is gnawing at her.]

Und how can I be so sure you vill not decide zhat I am no longer needed?