"All this time, we weren't a thing not just because I made at least half of my life up, but because you were just...trying to watch out for me. You always knew right from the start, but you never said--anything. You never said a god damn word." He runs a hand through his hair, rubbing at his head. Everything hurts, but he can't just drop it. "But that was still you trying to protect me, because you knew I'd act like this, or not believe you like with Wash. There was never really an us. You just...went along with what I said to protect me. From myself."