[He'd messed up. Badly. He slumps over. There's no good way to explain this, but knowing there's no way to not explain it either. He takes a breath, not sure where to start, but knowing he has to begin.]

I've... Had a crush on you. For a while.

I know you're human, but I thought at least we were friends.

[He exhales, it's shaky. As he remembers their conversation from before, he's reminded of his own feelings of regret and despair during that moment as well. It's hard to fight through them.]

I told you a lot, more than I've told anyone... But you just said to worry about myself.

[He's just rambling, not even explaining anything, but how can he explain something he thought anyone could understand.]

I don't want to rely on you for everything and give nothing in return. I don't want to worry about just myself. I can't.

[He knew. He'd tried for sweeps before he'd meet the Signless.]

I don't have... Any concept of a relationship like that. Even a friendship. It doesn't make sense to me.