What?? Take a good look at me. Go on. Who would want to involve themselves with...with this mess? I was just trying to save you from the inevitable heartache.

[He says it, makes a flourishing gesture with his one free arm that turns clumsy towards the end, unsteadies him, leaves him stumbling.]

You don't want to kiss me. I'll taste disgusting. Only a masochist would want to kiss me.

[He says it, even as he lifts his head just a little, tries to focus his bleary eye on the other man's face. Assessing. Considering. Unsubtly, he licks the seam of his lips.]