The Bracken Woods it's better to burn than to fade away

He's selfish enough to feel relieved when Delight doesn't immediately put an end to— whatever they are. Reluctantly he meets his gaze, confused and maybe a little scared— no, absolutely terrified by the words "we need to talk." He almost opens his mouth to say something like no, no we don't, not talking is fine, but it's not fine and as much as the idea of talking scares him, he's more willing to try that than just— lose Delight.
Okay, He says, sitting down a few beats after Delight does and trying his best to look— not like he's panicking. He's totally not panicking. It seems like maybe Delight expects him to say something— unfortunately for both of them, he's totally blanking. I— um... okay.