I... I don't want to. [Not a yes, not a no. He doesn't know what he's doing.] I'm not.... [Shuffling noises. Pacing.] I like you. God, I fucking like you a lot but I'm not a prince, Rose. Yeah, it's fucking fun to get a crown, play dress up every fucking full moon. But you? You might as well be fucking royalty. You're gorgeous and rich -holy shit you're rich - and just amazing. Me? I'm nothing like that. Nothing like some prince this fucked up building thinks it's fun to call me. [More mumbled curses.] Now that guy, Cole? He knows. He know. Micah knows. Rick knows. Will knows. That's four too many fucking people who know and I'm...