— I love you. I love you and you know it. You have known for months now. And you just were quiet about it while I was breaking into pieces?
— I'm... in all honestly, i'm in love with you, too. Ever since that picnic day by the river. At first I thought you were just an annoying prick but... I don't know. I got to know you, I guess. Now I'm trying to get over that.
— ...Why didn't you tell me before? That you felt the same way?
— Because they love you way more than I do... because you love them way more than you love me. And I want you to know that's okay.