Thrusted.

Alex: Ya, it just sketches me out, you going by yourself. To Cuba of all places.

Me: Well I'm most likely not going to leave the resort so I'm quite safe. I don't mean to worry you.

Alex: I know and I'm sure you can handle yourself, but if something happened I don't know what I'd do.

Me: *hyperventilates on how cute he is and realizing how much he cares about me*