[Sorry Freya, he's not known for being subtle or beating around the bush]
[Quiet as he listens, though, and feels bad for having her think of it despite telling her she wouldn't have to speak of it -- but he's just so uncertain right now, he'll get helpful words wherever he can get them]
... I know that feeling. [S- sigh.] [Takes her hand up, gently, just holding it between his own, careful and sympathetic] I spent a long time thinking that I was the most important to the person I love - my heart belongs completely to that person, but... I'm kind of having to accept it might not be the case. That there'll be a time when I'm not the first or even the second in their thoughts. I was happy so long as they were happy, so long as they came back to me. But I guess I'm... not adjusting well to the idea that, really, there'll be a day when that person doesn't want to come back.