[ He's becoming more and more confused as to how he let this conversation steer itself in this direction as well, and he stifles a sigh under his collar before he sweeps some of his hair out of his face. ]

Some people might find that flattering. But it's not the truth.

[ He's a shitty husband, in his opinion— why else would things have happened the way they did? ]

It's not something you need to think about. My personal life, I mean.