[ He sighs hard at that. He sighs hard trying to feel comforted by her words, trying not to feel tense. It's pathetic, he can't help but think, that he's comforted by her hands being on his own, that she, even if he was sort of breaking up with her (not that they were anything official) he was only surviving it because of her, because she's keeping it together. He really wishes that he wasn't such a failure as a man, but he knows that this is all he can be right now. Usually, he was okay with this. Right now, though, he feels really small, really weak.

But he can't just be that.

He lifts his gaze, trying to make eye contact with her. Forcing himself to do that. ]

I'm really glad that I noticed you. [ He hopes she is too, ultimately ] And ... and I mean, if you still want to, no matter what a dick I am, I'll -- I'll be honored to have you as a packmate.

[ There. There, that's what he wants to say ]