[Jesus, that stings. Any other time and he'd be falling all over himself to agree and apologize, because he knows how he was when he got obsessed before. But this isn't the same. It isn't.]

I expect you not to hide things from me. Even if you didn't know it belonged to me, you had to at least suspect.

[He bites back the question of "what are you even doing with me if you don't think I can change?" He's not sure he can handle the answer now.]

Where would I even go? It's space! I'm not going to go chasing after a mystery I already solved because of something I first read twenty years ago!