Harry let his head be lifted, unable to mask the new pain he was feeling that had nothing to do with physical aches.
"M-Maybe if I knew it wouldn't push Faelan away-"
But it would, Harry knew it would, and if not for Faelan, he'd have to admit-
"I'd-" Harry clenched his teeth and swallowed, the words needing to be forced out in the open, almost one at a time. "I'd ruin it eventually. Oliver. I'd drive you away. Or get you killed. So. We shouldn't. For those reasons, too."