This makes absolutely no sense. He was sure, he knew that she hated him, that she was gearing up to end it. Except that's not at all what she's telling him, and he doesn't understand. He's paranoid, yes, but not like this. Not spiraling and lost in it. On the other hand, usually he's right -- so should he trust himself, illness aside, or her?

She stops herself before anything resembling a confession happens, but he's still processing anyway. Doesn't quite realize that the panic in her expression isn't just because he's being an asshole. Which should be another point against him, but he gave her his own list and she's still arguing it, so. Okay. It must be in his head? That's terrifying, but at least his fear gives her an out. He reaches up for the first time since she entered the room and grips her arm. Weakly, by his standards, but still holding pretty tight.

"Am I going crazy again?"