No, he won't, and I don't want him to be you- shit, Spinneret, don't, cry, please don't cry- [He knows you better than that, dear. Tears in your eyes pretty much is crying for you. Panicking a little, holding a hand over his face, he tries to keep up, stuttering here and there.]

No, that wouldn't- I can't do that, we can't. [Frustrated, he really doesn't know how to describe this. Being with her again, it'd be like everything that happened never did, he'd fall back into it and never grow up from the experience. Summoner's never been one to be chained down, never one to regret like that, regret enough to take what he did back. But those words just don't come to him, he's scrambling for something to say but he just feels his face heat up.]

Spinneret, please, I- I can't do that, w-we really can't. I'm sorry, this is all, all really confusing and frustrating... [He hasn't cried in sweeps either, hell, felt like he cried out everything when Spinneret finally grew cold in his arms. But his face heats more, knowing there's a need to show how upset he is, but it doesn't happened. Even as he thinks about that, about her holding him up, about wrapping around her, kissing her. He doesn't want to think about these things, it's just hurts, and he forces them out, trying to stop them from appearing in his mind as she speaks.]