"I don't want another Rose," said Gar, and he was a little surprised to find that he meant it. "Rose and I were... I loved her. And that's never going to change. But we weren't some Great Destined Thing. We were a couple of friends who complemented each other in just the right ways, and our friendship just went the way that things go sometimes. With kisses. That doesn't mean I'm talking to you because I think you're Rose. You're not. You're Sophie."
He wasn't sure why he was arguing this strongly for it when he wasn't even sure himself what he wanted to do. It just seemed important that Sophie not think less of him. "Here's the thing. You and your ex broke up because he was still pining over his ex, right? I miss Rose. I'll probably always miss Rose. But I'm not pining. When bad things happen, I don't want to run to her. I run to you."