[he shifts when she does, moving so he can hug her closer. he wishes so badly he could tell her he won't be going anywhere, that he'll still be here for her no matter what... but he knows it would be a lie. he could be gone tomorrow. he could be gone later tonight. it's the same for her-- archie tries to avoid thinking of what would happen if angela was ported out, his chest tightening painfully every time he falls into the pitfall of it.]

You don't have to, [he says, shaking his head.] I get it if you don't want to see anyone. Sometimes you have to be alone after it, anyway, so don't do it 'cause you think I want you to. I want you to do what's right for you.

You didn't. You haven't had all of Bruce's stuff dumped into your lap either, have you?