Her reaction hits him just as hard, like a blow to chest, but Sean holds fast to his own warped convictions, casting his eyes downward. When he speaks again, his words are quieter, more measured, but just as harsh even though the sentiment behind them is one of apology. "This right here, doin' this, that's me, it's what I do. Ye dinnae know me. Nae really. An' if ye stick around right now, that's prob'ly gonna change, an' trust me, neither of us want that."

Lord, why couldn't she have just disappeared before he went and screwed it up? He's always figured it was only a matter of time, but why can't he just be happy?