Maybe. Maybe it is just beatin' a dead horse. But I'd rather you talk t'me. Or...if you can't to me, to Liv. Somebody.

[God. What's happened to him. The therapy he's been having with Mizuki has infected him, he's pretty sure.

He grimaces, running a hand down the side of his face.]

...I don't want you to be uncomfortable. But if that means we can't...be close, anymore.

[...]

M'gonna miss that.