[ He rolls his eyes monumentally at that, groaning as he leans forward, face briefly in his hands. ]

Okay, you've got to stop that. You've been through a lot, I can imagine, so I can understand you needing some time to figure yourself out. Not wanting to be with someone else until you've got yourself figured out. Hell, some people just don't want to be in relationships at all and that's perfectly fine, and if it's just not something you're comfortable with then we'll just leave it at that. No explanations necessary, no apologies needed.

But please, stop making my choices for me. I haven't heard you once say whether or not you'd consider a relationship, or if you'd even go on a date with me. I don't think you even know what you want, which is fine. But don't talk about it like you're making my own decisions for me so you don't have to make one of your own.