Drift rises. He's said all he can say. He's told her he loves her and it's not enough. It would never be enough. He would never be enough.

"Let me take you back. Or maybe Wing's inside." She talks about him behind his back but doesn't choose to talk about the others to him? No. He's given them enough gossip fodder. One five-microklik kiss had somehow made him into something awful. Fine. He would be awful. But he would be alone.