"Just not in the right frame of mind to enjoy it," Gar says and that's pretty much the truth of it. His arms slip away and he just crosses them again. He goes to the edge of the rooftop looking out.

"I'm thinking I'm not good enough... and I don't deserve you."

And there were more than a few things in his past that make those particular feelings be where he gets hyperfocused on.

"And that it hurts a lot to feel like you don't trust me and..." he shakes his head, a shrug. "Just... you don't trust me."

He can't admit that he feels unwanted. It feels wrong to say even what he's already said.