"I think it makes you uncomfortable when I don't say it back. But I wouldn't still be with you if I didn't." And that's that. It has to be.

He leans into York's hand, sniffling, trying to sort himself back under some guise of control. Can't tell if York really believes what he says, but better for one of them to at least pretend. For a little while. "Do you think this will go away with a little time? This...feeling. This want. Of stopping."