A matter to discuss with her? Malou's heart seemed to stop for a moment, then started forward. Part of her hoped, wished really, that it might be something good. But another part of her found herself clinging to each word wondering if this was when he told her it had to stop. The thing between them that had seemed to go so well, this was when he disregarded her own arguments from that night and told her they simply couldn't be together. "Oh?" Malou tried to keep her tone mild, barely able to look at him with the nerves mounting. She held herself as still as possible, as if that would somehow make this easier. Just what this was though, she was entirely unsure, but surely with the way he looked at the moment, his own cheeks reddening, it couldn't be good. She didn't want to think it, but there it was lingering on the edges of her mind: he was here to say goodbye.