[ He resists letting her turn his head for a little while, because he knows that his face and especially his eyes give him away all the time and he doesn't want that, he just needs a little more time, he's already exposed as it is. But then there's no reason not to, and he wants to see her anyway, and he can, okay, turn his head, let her look at his face, just as long as he avoids eye contact. That'll be okay, right? That feels like an okay compromise. ]

I don't mean... It doesn't have to be a - I just. [ Brief exhalation of annoyance. Words. Phrasing things is hard. ] I don't know how else to keep you safe, especially if I'm not going to... be reliable. I don't need you in a suit, I just -- [ need you. Whoops. ]