Alex Drake: grinning wildly Bet ya didn't see this comin', huh? My secret lair! Cool or what?!
backs away Thrill? Excitement? No, Alex. Not anymore. I'm done feeling this way. You... you drive me insane.
stands up and walks in circles around Phobichine Ah, come on, Phobichine! Don't you see? We feed off of each other's energy!
fed up Off each other's energy? That's just another way of saying chaotic, Alex! And I'm done with chaos!
stops walking and locks eyes with Phobichine Done with chaos? Is that really what you want, Phobichine? A boring, predictable life where nothing ever happens?
firmly Yes, Alex. I want peace. Calm. I'm done with the chaos you bring into my life.
pauses, expression softens Peace and calm... laughs bitterly You really think you can find that with some quiet little life, Phobichine?
resolute I know it, Alex. I deserve some fucking peace after all this madness.
takes a deep breath, looking conflicted You really think you can walk away from me, Phobichine? After everything we've been through?
softly I don't want to walk away, Alex. But I can't keep this up with you. Not anymore.
sighs heavily, runs a hand through his hair I... I get it, Phobichine. I've been a lot to handle. But you can't just leave like this. We have history, we have... feelings.
shakes head Feelings? Alex, our feelings are irrelevant now. The only thing that matters is how we move forward.
pauses, looking determined Forward? To what? A future without me in it? laughs bitterly
looks away A future where I don't have to worry about your next move. Where I can finally find some stability.
takes a step closer to Phobichine Stability, huh? You think running away is the key to stability? scoffs
defiantly Running away? No, Alex. I'm not running away. I'm choosing a different path. One without you.
takes a step even closer, voice filled with hurt And what if I don't let you walk away? What then, Phobichine? Will you just choose me instead?
surprised Alex... I... why are you asking me this? Why are you even here?
voice filled with determination Because, Phobichine, I'm not letting you go without a fight. You may think you can just walk away from me, but I won't let you.
shaking head I never said I was leaving you for good, Alex. I said I needed space.
steps even closer, intense gaze Space? Is that your excuse, Phobichine? You think you can just take a break from our crazy life together?