He reaches up and tucks a hand under his head, smiling up at her softly as he thinks about the things she says. Some things didn't have to be said, but he was grateful for those she did.

"That's sweet, I wanna hear about all the things you've done, the things you like to do, your favorite places, but I'm not ready to hear about the men you've shared them with..." he says again, just clarifying it. "I'm sure one day when we're in a better spot and I have all the right memories back I will be, and I'll be happy that you weren't alone, but here today all I feel is anger that I couldn't be there."

It's raw and honest, and he hopes that's enough for her to understand that bit.