[...Nothing to say to that? He's almost bothered by the abnormality of it, but he pushes that down in favor of trying to cobble together some sense of victory. What exactly did he win here, though...?

And perhaps a little late, he remembers the sleeping girl in the room and lowers his volume.] Why do you even care what I choose to do? What does it matter to you if I get hurt?

...You're always telling me to be more open about trusting people, and always asking me why I can't. Are you taking that back now?