He nodded when she stopped him from complimenting her further. Wrong move. He was just making one mistake after another. Fucking failure. Seriously.
Starbuck wished he knew right now what was best for him. Maybe what was really best was for him to be alone and suffering. He genuinely felt he needed to be punished for what he had done. Perhaps he'd take up flogging. Might do him some good.
"Do... do you want me to leave you alone? Should I not talk to you at all?" That would kill him, it really would. Because now that Addy was gone, Ada was the one he felt he could really talk to about shit. She had been his friend first, and even if things didn't work out for them as a couple, he hated to think of losing their friendship. It's what they both talked about when all this got started, how they feared they wouldn't be friends if things fell apart, and now that seemed to be a possibility.