*blinks, a little stunned that this might seem cruel when he means it only to ease his own peace of mind (and maybe he has a different opinion of what it means to be cruel, or even justunkind*
*his mouth twisting into a grimace as his eyes drift closed* I don't hate him. I love him so much that it's hard to breathe or be sober when he is everywhere in my apartment (and my apartment is empty).