He sighed deeply and stepped back away from her with several quick paces. Kylo turned and walked around, hands pushing through his long hair. "This is not that simple," he told her with a finger point in Heather's direction out of frustration. He was then quiet for a moment as he debate and struggled and argued internally.
There was no way to say this with tact. There was nothing that would make this easier. There was nothing that would make it go away.
Nothing good, anyway. Kylo didn't want to be the person with those dark thoughts anymore; so he refused to have them. Finally, he stopped and turned to look at Heather with those brooding, distraught eyes.