If you'd like it, I'd gladly have you over tomorrow night.
They just have to understand that I'm not like the rest of you. I'm not that loving, caring Gryffindor who reaches out to you. No one was really there for me when I needed it sixth year. I survived on my own. I'm sorry if this sounds uncaring, but it's the reality of things. We don't sugarcoat it, us Slytherins. I understand what you're asking for, but I...I don't know if I can. I've never been there for someone, not once, so this is nothing out of the ordinary for me. I just don't know how to do it.
And I'm not entirely certain that I wouldn't fall apart on you, listening to you saying things like that. I might fall apart differently, but I still might. If you're still interested, however, I'd gladly have you over tomorrow.