Jesus, Petre, that's not your choice to make.

[No, no, he can't get angry. That takes them right back into attack mode and things get worse. Goddamnit, he is clinging onto calm until actual, physical cracks start to show from the effort.]

If this - whatever we've got is as real as you think it is, what the hell is fucking around with another guy gonna do? How's it even gonna satisfy me if you're the one I'm supposed to be doing it with? Since when are you insecure?

[Nope, there's a tiny crack.]