Moving to sit at the counter, he took his glasses off, just running his hands down his face. She seemed to sound close to tears more often than not, and, frankly, he had no idea why she'd even want to stay with him-- but then, that had always been an insecurity of his. He knew he'd never deserved her or managed to provide everything that she deserved. She should have someone that could spoil her rotten. Not... whatever this was.