[He frowns at that and lowers his eyes to his hands, tightly clenched in fists on his knees. It sounds wrong hearing it that way. He had to prove himself to him. Why did he make him do that? Why can't he trust him? Why can't he be a better boyfriend? Or a better person in general.
His eyes then snap up to him.]
You really surprised me, you did great. I'm proud of you.