Even if we don't talk all that often, he's a dear. I adore him.

Him: You know, Sweta. I'm always concerned for you. :/
Me: Why? I'm good. Don't worry about me!
Him: :/
Me: Really, haha.
Him: Stay safe, okay?
Me: I will.
Him: Promise?
Me: Of course. I'll be safe and good.
Him: Okay. You promised me.