[He doesn't know what to say. He tries to find a way to put it right. Honest, without being bruising.]

Sorry. It isn't... I don't know how to put it. It isn't the conversations in themselves.

[He doesn't know what to do, he turns it over in his head, trying to put it right.]

I don't know if I can say it without forcin' your hand, and that's the one thing I am tryin' so damn hard not to do.