You did not sound bitter. You sounded... [problems with empathy here; he had to sort through his knowledge of expressions and inflections instead.] Hurt. I am insensitive by nature, so I must choose my words carefully in such situations, and sometimes...I run out of them.

I have learned to my...sorrow...that even immortal relationships are often not forever, and can in fact be...just as unhealthy as some mortal ones. I can thus somewhat understand where you are coming from.

As for the changing winds of fate that govern our nights--er, days--I can only wait to see how they shift here.

Perhaps the opportunity will come for something wonderful after all.

But just in case...Biff, I have a small favor to ask. A very strange one, but it should show how I trust in you.