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[He wishes there was more he could do, but he's restrained by his own conditions and the promises he made before this. It's only for a handful of hours, he tells himself. Hopefully that's not so long that the aftermath can undo some of this unintentional damage. In his mind it really shouldn't have been this big of a deal, so maybe there's something else he's missing. To press for it now might make things worse, though- and to keep his promise and remain safe for her, he has to stay focused. Backed into a corner, it's best not to linger or he really will make it worse.]

I don't know about that, [he mumbles. He sure doesn't feel like he deserves much right now. He can tell she's trying, though, so he leans in and kisses her cheek, then draws back so he can get ready and head out.] Love you. I'll see you later.