He gulps, trying to dislodge the lump in his throat, but it doesn't work. He has to get out of there before he completely breaks down, he can't do that in front of her.

"Yeah, I do," he says hoarsely. "And now I think I should leave you alone. You know where to find me."

He reaches for the doorknob, turning back to her as he opens the door. "Christine...I'm sorry it ever turned out like this," he says, his voice quivering, before he turns and walks out, hurrying back to his room.