[There's an inward wince at Hurricane's pain. Why is he like this?

Why can't he just be happy for him...?]

...

Everyone leaves, Jay. Even if they don't want to. Even if I don't "deserve" it.

[He's liked and loved and yet none of it makes a difference. Never has.]

Besides- this kind of thing, it could take years, you know? Or decades, or even...

[...]

But... this is the only way you could go out. You're not the kind of guy who can just leave it alone when others are suffering. So... I guess, deep down, I already knew this would happen someday. I just wished it wouldn't.

[His hand leaves Hurricane's back, stroking his hair.]

But... I'll still love you, you know? Even if we're separated.