Emil waits for Reno to talk himself out, his own expression shifting to frustration in kind. That isn't quite what he'd meant either, but arguing is kind of pointless. He loosens his hold on Reno's hand though, letting him pull away if he needed to; it was silly of him to try and take it to begin with, knowing how Reno used to react when he even offered his hand.

"There isn't anyone else, Reno. In all of this is just felt wrong. I mean...there were dates here and there but it never worked." He continues gnawing at his lip, eyes on his knees. "At first I thought, maybe moving on would be better, especially if you never came back. We all did things with other people before anyway, so this shouldn't be too hard. But it's different here. And...I don't really know how you'd feel about being exclusive anyway. Your life doesn't revolve around me, and vice versa."