This time he couldn't bring himself to pull away, even though he knew he should have. This was all his fault, for trying to deal with a psychopath on his own and being stupid enough to be lured into his trap. His life hadn't been fantastic before, but at least it was a damn sight better than this disaster he had to deal with - being afraid of himself, hurting Ileana no matter which choice he made, and trying to move forward when all he wanted was for everything to stop. Cole let himself be hugged, and even though he didn't push her away he didn't exactly return the embrace either.
"It's not that I don't want you around, don't you understand that? It's that you shouldn't be around me. Just... not right now." He wasn't going to be able to kill himself anyway, not when he knew how terrified she was that he'd do just that. For now he'd just have to keep on living, somehow. "I'll let you know I'm okay later, so you'll know I just slept and that's it."