Oh. Well. He didn't really think she was in love with him, obviously, though it's not exactly flattering how dismissive she is of the idea. Ah,well. He clears his throat, and tilts his head to the side in acknowledgment, and goes on.

"It's more than just the relationship between us. It is..." He hesitates, and in the absence of any more concrete arguments, has to fall back on empty meaninglessness and cliches. He doesn't know any other way to do it, aside from repeating the stupidity from the Romantic stories he so often disdains. "It's myself. I don't deserve your friendship, either, Sonia. I don't deserve any of it. You ought to have someone good, not someone..." He struggles a moment, then says, "Degraded. Miles would make a fine friend for you. Even Duv Galeni the Komarran - a fine and honorable man, in spite of his obvious shortcomings. Not myself."