Eddie looks over at her out of the corner of her eye, and it makes him feel a little better at least to see that they're both feeling a similar way. But her words make him feel worse, because if this is anyone's fault, it's his. For not having better self-control. For being an idiot who couldn't leave well enough alone.

Against his better judgment, he reaches out and puts a hand over both of hers. "Don't. Don't apologize, this ain't your fault." His hand gives a brief squeeze and then draws back. "Just...what, am I supposed to stay away from you now? I really don't want that." She's important to him. He's felt that way from the very beginning. And maybe he's being childish, like a kid whose toy is about to be taken away, but losing her would hurt more than he's prepared to accept.