"No, no, not really," Seth sighed, looking a little helpless. Scratching the back of his nervously, Seth shifted in his spot. It was not that he avoiding the opportunity to tell her, but nothing in his head sounded right. How was he suppose to phrase 'I'm leaving my wife, and I want you back. But we can't yet because things are going to get very complicated, very fast' and make it sound less like a nail to the head? Clearly, he had not thought this through. Sometimes he naively wished life worked more like a script and less like an unsupervised crash test, with him as the crash test dummy. At least in those shows he did, Seth always knew what was coming.
Taking in a deep breath to calm his nerve, Seth resisted the urge to press his head against something cool to less the burn behind his eyes, and gave Daphne a small smile, "I'm a little hungry, I must admit, I just woke up. You think we could get something to chow on?" Seth tried to look at ease, he did not want to scare Daphne away before he got started. That will defeat the entire purpose of this meeting, "I'll tell you then?"