give me a life time of promises (open)

Sighing, Loren lifted his hand from Maea's shoulder and let it drop to his side. For a long time, he was silent, though his slightly furrowed brow and the way his fingers drummed a beat against his thigh betrayed his restless thoughts. Finally he sighed again. "Look, it's your choice." He gave her a sympathetic look. Then he shrugged. "If you ask me, though, which you didn't really, so feel free to tell me to shut up at any point, you should think less about how much you care for him and more about whether he's good for you. Whether the...time you spend together and the way he makes you feel is worth all the...other stuff. All the bad parts." As he spoke, he grew misty-eyed and his voice grew more than a bit sad. LOREN Not quite an open book