"I grew up in the south and I'm a soldier." he shrugs, leaning forward to bump their foreheads together. "It's okay. You're you. If I didn't like you just how you are I would probably have a problem with it. You're still with me after- after everything. So I don't need to hear it."

Not as badly as some people might think.

"...It fades, for me, if i find something in the here and now that makes me happy. So I usually just- go find you."