[No. No, he doesn't, but neither does he want her to get hurt on his account either. He keeps his eyes firmly on the tabletop, running his finger over a chip on the edge.] I... I don't want to see your hurt.

But... If you're willing, I would prefer it if you'd stay. At least for a little while longer. You'd be most welcome, in fact. [It isn't really very hard to see how lonely he is, not when the evidence is all around her. All over the walls are hours, even days of works, where he's been left to his own devices with nothing but his thoughts to occupy him.]