[He can't think of a way to say it that won't make all of this hurt worse. It's just that--he doesn't think Shuji can do it. Shuji loves too much; he always has. He's resigning himself to a life of pining and guaranteed pain, instead of potential pain.]

[But it's not Mista's business anymore, is it.]

. . . If it was hurting you that bad, you should've broken up with me a long time ago.

[It comes out a little harder than he means it to. It just sucks, feeling responsible for something he didn't have control over. Inhaling sharply, he runs his hands through his hair, trying to distract himself.]

Okay. Okay, so--now what? Do you want me to--should I just go? What should I do?