She frowned, the tears flowing down her cheeks again. She had to keep herself from helping him stand, knowing that he wouldn't want her to. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I don't know anything about real love. But what I feel for you is the closest thing to it I've felt, and I don't want to lose you. And I know I don't deserve a say in what happens now, but.." She shook her head. Even if she never saw him again, it was important he know she didn't want him to leave her.
"Where will you go? Can I just.. make sure you get there? I won't bother you after that." She was worried he would collapse before he got somewhere safe and end up sleeping on the street, or worse. He wasn't thinking clearly.