"Don't do that. That isn't what I said. I said being around you made the shit I was trying to figure out worse." His jaw works for a moment and he stays where he is, arms folded across his chest. "You...you being here, in this fuckin city? It's been like an anchor, Jack. I swear. I just..." He looks over, dark eyes pleading for a moment. "It's...complicated. It got complicated. For me." He leans back against the wall. "And I ran away from it, as much as I can in a city that nobody can fucking leave."