... I know. [He sighs too, bending forward to rest his arms on his knees, hands hanging between them, and lets his head lower. He knows, he knows she's smitten with him, even before she asked him out. Teddy had always found it awkward before, tried to find an excuse to get away.

Then she asked, and he hates to say no, and he didn't want to disappoint her, and so he blurted out an answer and...

God. He's the worst type of person to deal with all of this.]

Believe me, there are a thousand reasons why I'm doing this, and she's not the cause of any of them. It's all me. And it's... going to hurt, I know that and I hate that. But I also know that... in the future? She'll be a lot happier without me as a boyfriend. And I want her to be happy. [And she can't be happy if she has a significant other who isn't thinking of her the same way that she does of him.]