Though his lips part and his jaw trembles, the words just don't come. Instead he closes his eyes, his mouth, ducks his head and nods again. To say goodbye, on top of everything... What if she doesn't come back? What if she can't stand him anymore?

He digs his fingers into his hand to stop him from saying something stupid, from acting out of fear or worry. She'll come back. Or he'll go to her. As friends. But... right now... they need to part. He needs to let her go.