[ Another soft exhale, something that wants to be a laugh. ]

I know.

[ And he does know that, genuinely.

His gaze softens, and he returns her gaze, eyebrows knitting together. ]

You know I want the same for you, right? I don't want you to feel— I dunno, obligated or anything to spend time with me.

If you need more time on your own, that's fine. Or if you want company, I'll come running. Whatever you want.