No, I'm certain I did. If he isn't gay, he's weirdly asexual. I didn't really care, though. I just didn't want to be alone. At that point, I was afraid you weren't coming back at all and I was ready to go into a downward spiral.

[She realizes that it sounds like she might be trying to make him feel guilty, so she kind of shifts again, pressing her arm tightly against him.] I really need to learn to cope better. Though I guess I managed nearly two weeks without doing anything stupid, so...