It's not that it isn't good enough. [Because what more could he ask from him but his best?] It's just... a lot. Kissing Kaz, having Noah in your lap - I know you were under the effects of frenzy and bond but it's just...a lot and I'm trying to be okay with it.

[But he wasn't okay with it. He wasn't okay with any of it. How could he be? He hated how he was feeling, that jealously was clawing its way through him. It took him months just to be able to touch Jesper again and now-- and now this. He takes in a ragged breath, doing his solid best not to cry. Nothing about this was fair to either of them.]

I don't know what to do. [He admits with a slight crack in his voice.] I don't know what I want you to do. I know you're trying. I know that it's not your fault. I know that. I just don't know if I can be fine with it.

But I don't know if I can be anything but fine. I have to be, don't I?