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[There's a Moment or so where a sort of tension hangs in the air as he's poised to argue, but then ... it ends, just like that. Like a marionette whose strings have been cut, he seems to slump, ducking his head in and looking off to the side. Eventually, he sighs, resigned to his new apparent fate.]

I guess I ain't got a chance, huh? ...Don't regret it, then.

[You deserve a better friend than me, he thinks, but what can he do? He's not capable of the cruelty it would take to truly drive her away. And honestly .... he just doesn't want her to get hurt. Being attached to him can be a painful thing, after all.]