It felt like a bolt of ice had been driven through his chest. Her response was not unexpected, but it still hurt a surprising amount. "W...r-right...well I'm glad I can call you a friend at least...never had many of those..." he pulled his gaze up from the floor and looked back at her. There really was only one option now. "Right, well...as a friend I guess I should tell you that...that I'll be leaving. I...I've got another job to do, and I don't think you'll need me around anyway...any of you that is..."
He struggled to find the proper words. "It...it was nice to know you Miss. Dunois. Take care of yourself." He started walking away, but stopped and said to her, without turning around, "If you could tell the others I'm leaving...I'd appreciate that...I'm not good with goodbyes.
OOC: Mmmmm that's good melodrama.