[blinks, tilting his head] … You’re not going to wear it?
[just outright sobbing, wanting to get close but knowing he shouldn’t so he just stood there shaking and crying, hugging himself and digging his nails hard enough he could feel them through his sweater.]
I love you, Earl. I love you so much. Even if you’re leaving, I’m going to love the hell out of you. Even if I’m going to hurt, even if I don’t think I’m real.
I. Love. You. Asshole.
[He walked over to him and hugged him tightly, playing with Cecil’s hair as he rubbed his back]
I love you too. And if I could’ve been better for you, God I would do anything to be better for you. To… To have the ability to just… be here for you. But I can’t do that.
And you are real. You got my ring around your neck to remind you of that.