He cleared his throat, trying to remain lighthearted for her. "Ahem. Anyway, what would you like to do?"
She leaned against his desk, her expression thoughtful. ".. You don't have to pretend you're happy for me."
He frowned. "Avice, please..." He trailed off before clearing his throat. "It's just better this way."
He watched her before looking down at the ground, his shoulders slumping. In that moment, he just looked terribly tired.