"I know me." He looks down at his hands, more awkward than he's felt in as long as he can remember.

"And if you're this upset about something I did without even thinking about it, what do think'll happen the first time I really mess up? How far do you think it would take to destroy a relationship and our friendship?"

He bites down into his lower lip, forcing himself to look back up to him. "How much do I have to fuck up to break the team because I love someone?"