His stubborness and lonliness were at odds. On one hand, Hugo knew he was right. On the other, he was sick of being alone. "What do you want me to do," he asked with a resigned sigh. Best to know what Scorpius expected first. Hugo knew he wasn't going to be able to lie about himself or his feelings for his ex. If that was what Scorpius intended than this conversation would end early.
"I don't think of you like that," he said. "There aren't two of you. I can't seperate my feelings between my universes and the versions of you in them," he said softly. "Why don't you get that?"