"So y' think that... that y' gonna... hurt me, s'mehow? Okay, okay, so..." Michael's eyes narrowed in thought as he tried to puzzle this out. His head was throbbing but he ignored it. "Y' think 'voidin' me will not-hurt me. So... y' think that the fact that I love y' and us bein t'gether will be b'd? Then why don' y' jus' say 'screw you Mich'l' 'n' we can go back t' the way things were, 'cause I've l'ved y' f'rever s' I'm used t' y' not carin' 'bout me, which is like, unr... unrequited l've, which is like a major OMG FALL thing, so if I've been like that for'ver, then..."

There was a sharp pain in his head and he instinctively pinched the bridge of his nose to get it to stop. When it faded finally, he muttered, "S'mething s'mething s'mething, I had a point."