[He's quiet a moment as he thinks that over. This...absolutely isn't a conversation they should be having while she's drunk off her ass. The fact it took her being drunk off her ass to reach out to him about the space between them...

He presses a hand to his face and walks further into the kitchen.]

Do...do you actually want to talk about this now? I did approach you harshly...I am sorry for that, it's my nature. The way you snapped at me hit just the wrong way, I figured you no longer wanted to hear from me and my meddling ways. So I made it easy for you.

I miss our friendship, but friends can and will hurt each other. I know you know that.