[He feels a little winded, as if he was the one who just made the speech. He was on his way downstairs, but halfway down the staircase he stops and leans against the bannister. He listens intently, and doesn't miss the tragic note of lingering hope in Theo's voice.]
Theo... [A big, heaving sigh.] You know my answer. You've always known, but you just... never wanted to listen. I don't love you. Not the way you need me to. It just... it isn't ever going to happen. You know that. Maybe if I wanted to love someone, it would be you - but I can't.