[Oren's rejection of the entire setup isn't unexpected, not with what he's said before-- but it's also not what he assumed it would be. Ryan's brow furrows into a worried frown with Oren's words, with the looks he's being given-

-and his expression falls completely for a moment at Mattias's reaction, almost startled by it. Ryan has barely even started to try, and already Mattias is taking it worse than he'd imagined.]

I-

[Searching Oren's face doesn't help, and Ryan meets his eyes with a helpless look. What else is there to do but keep going, now that he thinks Mattias sees what's going on?]

It's still ours, Mattias, it is, but I-- I know I'm not the only one you want. You've both confessed to it. [There's hesitance in his voice and eyes both, ear fins fluttering in distress.] But neither of you will talk about it and I- shit, I don't know. I don't know why, or what to think, alright?

[It all tumbles from his mouth in a rush, like he's pulled the cork on whatever bottle he's tried hard to keep those thoughts in, and though he's well aware that there's no undoing it Ryan still has to fight the immediate urge to try. To say he didn't mean it, anything. Instead, he swallows hard and forces himself to look at Mattias.]

...I don't know how else to talk about it.