[If he's listened to a single thing John said just now, it doesn't show. As always, Petre would just be wrapped up in his own head. Paying mind to what he believes to be the truth.]

I need you. That's all it took. [a pause. He bites his lower lip, not a smile.] Really? That's all it took for you to let your guard down and kiss me.

That just makes you a little more pathetic than I thought, John. You're like a lost little child. You just want to be loved. Validated. And you decided to take that from the person you hate the most in the world when I was drunk and would've said anything.

Bit too easy, even for you, don't you think?

[All edges, all resentment, because John's latched onto his vulnerability and twisted it around. He won't be expected to let him leave with the last word.]