It's nothing like that. Don't be so down on yourself.

[He can't let that slide. His free hand moves to cup Ryan's face, tilting his chin up if he tries to look away at all.]

His interests found someone else before he could even notice yours. That's what you've told me. That's not preference. [He nudges his face closer, taking advantage of them lying on the bed to seem taller, to pull him closer at his own neck and chest.]

The timing was off.