It probably isn't how you're thinking it. [He tugs off his glasses, finally, and just holds them folded up in his hands.] I hate that these are Dante's eyes.

[Anyway. He tries to explain, thumbing along the edge of the shades.]

I trust you and feel safe around you like I used to, except that I used to believe I would never lose you. I used to believe nothin' could ever take you away from me. Now, that's the one thing I can't trust. I'm scared that there's a door I can't get through, that I'm losing you chunks at a time and I'll never get you back. That as I try to keep you, I'm destroying you.

[That's the only thing.]

It's probably fair that I can't feel safe in it given that you don't either. I said I wanted to be by your side for all of this.