The werewolf didn't reply audibly, not trusting himself to be able to speak rationally, or keep from doing more damage. It was better this way, he rationalized. Better than she not pin her romantic hopes on him. Better she think him cruel and indifferent. Better that she left him for Scott before he did something stupid, like trust an Argent.
He gave her a long, searching look and then nodded before turning his back and exiting the room.