You're my best friend. [ He sounds miserable when he says it, though he doesn't shrink back from the touch.]

I know I ain't-- I'm fine, honest, I just normally can - can hold it back, better, but I - [ Her words hadn't fully filtered in, yet, the panic still making him work in circles. ]

I'm sorry, Bobbie, I swear you don't need to worry about it, you won't hear a goddamn peep from me aga-- [ He stopped, blinking, as the rest finally computed. ]

.. Wait, you-- why did you--?