Selfish? Maybe. Aiden really wasn't listening at all, was he? Though Yuuhi supposed it hardly mattered. He ignored the tray that was pushed back to him, instead pushing himself up from his seat. It hurt, straining the stitches once again, but he ignored it for now.

"You aren't hearing me. I'm saying it's not your problem. I don't need or want your help. I want you to do whatever you have to do to get better and just forget we ever met," he hated the way the words sounded, how harsh and final they seemed, but that would be for the best. If he was weak now, if he actually said what he felt, it would never stop. He'd keep letting himself fall into the same habits.

"Go together?" he repeated, "don't make me laugh. You don't want that anymore than I do. So stop. Whatever this game is, stop. I don't need you."