"Rafe!" She went from almost angry to... well, still almost angry, but also very nearly pleading just like that. How did he not get this? "You are such an idiot! How the hell am I supposed to do better than the guy who always looks out for me? Than the guy who gave me a job and let me move into his house? Who puts up with my crazy projects and all of my even crazier mood swings?"
Kim gently put a hand on his arm, half afraid that he was going to walk away again. "Where am I supposed to find some other asshole who has fire in his eyes because no matter how much he pretends he doesn't care, in the end he's always going to do the right thing and he knows it?" She smiled nervously. "I don't want to do better than that. Rafe... Please."