"I just need time," he decides. He suspects she's not going to take a simple 'no' for an answer, and frantically searches for a reason. "Somewhere ... quiet. To, to - sort through things."

There's something in the darkness of his gaze as he looks at her, something like understanding. "I had a - a head injury. It's kind of a mess inside my head right now. That's all. I'm working on it."

It's not all, not even close to all, but it's all he's willing to admit.