[ That last line has her nodding, satisfied that, if nothing else, Achilles has at least come to the right conclusion. ]

They won't, yeah. And you're gonna hurt her more if you try.

[ She finally pulls away and retreats back to her blanket-throne, but pats the blanket next to her invitingly after she flops to a seat of her own. This isn't a while-standing kind of conversation. ]

A whole lot of us don't do romance that way, you know? We wanna know we're the most important person in their life. Just us.