Try to listen to what your own heart is telling you, if you won't listen to mine.

[...]

And then do what feels right.

[he's so straightforward. his lips curve up into the barest, most devious smirk he can muster when his own heart his racing like this—it's joker's adrenaline, to be sure.]

Because that's what I'm going to do.

[which means if she tries to go off into the jungle, he's going to pick her up and carry her away, and if he has to shock her into staying behind by following his heart or bring her straight to her own hut to tattle on her to lucina, he will.

he's not playing by her rules anymore, he's playing by his own—and the fire in his eyes is very real right now.]