"I...you haven't, but I've wanted too much before, asked more than a partner was willing to...you know? I...I've learned not to be too demanding. To be the one who gives, right? I was even going to leave Night Vale entirely, live with him in the desert otherworld, and then I died." Cecil ducks his head, buries his face in Gerry's sleeve. "So I wasn't going to make you pay attention to me. I wasn't going to be a pain."