He grows silent after that, just looking down at his hands and knees at her words. He's- sure he isn't all right with it, which is why he called upon Nepeta in the first place, which is why he's here, which is why he's feeling disgusting. He's not sure if it's an issue of sharing his matesprit, or if it's, how he wishes he could be that only person for him, in a pity way, of course.

He always made romance something- different in his mind. Something dramatic and end all, but this doesn't exactly feel like that. He just feels empty after the conversation as a whole.

Then again, he's sure he'd feel worse if they broke things off.

His hands tighten a little, shoulders rising as he pulls in a deep breath, sighing it out slowly.