[This feels and sounds all too much like some bad bodice-ripper romance novel setup. Though Mulder is blissfully unaware of the thousands and thousands of pages of fanfiction that went just like this.]

I didn't mean it like that,

[he grumbles, because he didn't intend that as an insult. His other hand comes up to grab her other wrist. Gently.]

Can we just get this over with and never talk about it again, please?