*looks at you, eyes still wide, and looks back at Ecthelion* *reaches for Ecthelion's hands and the words just tumble out* No, no, you see, it's not you. It's really not. It's just there are things. I guess. I mean. There are things about me that may. They're not good things, Ecthelion.
*looks pleading because he's had months of hearing that he's a disappointment and he does not think he could bear it if he disappointed Ecthelion too*