"Yeah. You are. A lot more than...I am. I was just trying to say he had an air around him. Like he knew he could play my body like a fine tune instrument whether I wanted him to or not. It was just strange and obvious he had known me...for a long time." Now Wilson was just staring at his feet, not wanting to look at House. "But I love you more. You are my House and I just-I..." Trailing off he swallowed and put his face in his hands, shaking his head.