[He smiles in a way meant to say 'of course I'm not, I'm 100% unique' even though he knows that's far from true. He's got too much baggage, too many issues, he's so mundane in the midst of it all that the only thing that feels as if it makes him out of the ordinary is his inability to just die and be done with it. But he likes her affection, her attention, and he leans to kiss her temple again.]

You're not like anyone I've met, either. And I've met quite a lot of people.

[Loved and lost, the whole bit.]

We can clean this room up later. Do you want me to draw you a bath?