Somehow it had not occurred to Peter that being forced to tell him the truth about her feelings might be unpleasant for Lucy. He'd been thinking mostly about how he was going to feel when she inevitably told him she still only wanted him for casual sex.

Now that he's got her attention, he doesn't actually know what to say to fix this. "Fuck," he says, rubbing his eyes in a way that would smear his eyeliner were it not dream-eyeliner. I didn't mean for this to happen. "I meant for this to happen -- fuck!"