He leans back a bit, hands sliding up from her waist to her shoulders, holding her so that he has to look up to see her, and smiles - apologetic and affectionate at once.

"You deserve better than my shit, Wanda." It's less self-deprecating than usual; he's got a point, though. "I promise you that I will be here through this, for the boys, for you, for us. Nothing's more important than that to me."

Not his fears or his issues or his hang-ups. It's taken a long time for Remy to really come around to understanding how selfish keeping things hidden is, really, even though he was never malicious about it - he does all these stupid things sideways, but in his heart, this is what's important. Wanda being in Erik's line of fire terrifies him a thousand times more than his own demons do.