He didn't want her to kiss anyone else. Ever. In fact the very thought had made him want to find that actor and anyone who shared his face and ensure they were unable to do anything like that again. But that was the problem of course, wanting that for her, wanting her to be his. It opened doors that were better left shut.
"It would be so much easier without me. You could go and see things, travel, do your unfinished business and pass on, content. Or in fact no, you wouldn't because you wouldn't have died would you, it was only through knowing me that you came to be as you are. So tell me, why should I ask you to care about someone such as I when all I ever bring to people's lives is death and misery. You know him, the other me, do you really, has he ever done the things to you that he has to so many before, and will again, because you know its futile, this...whatever it is we have, if it is allowed to happen, it will be fleeting. It always is, every time I try to let myself have something good it falls apart."
Though god, he thought she wasn't good enough, because she wasn't proper, because she wasn't a 'Lady'
"Its not you, its..."
No, no he would not be that needlessly cliche to her, she deserved better than that, by far. "Alex, I'm terrified, don't you see that. I'm so fucking scared that I'll hurt you, no I can't kill you, but if you believe that's all I could do then you really don't know him. And I could and would quite hapilly kill every last person in this town and laugh about it. I need you to see that its saving you from that, its not that I don't care. Of course I care. Quite deeply as it happens."
He shook his head.
"I don't want you kissing other men. But I can't hold you back from it either. I'm not sure what I'm trying to say to you now only that I am truly sorry that I'm not worthy of you. You deserve better than me.