He doesn't know what to say. He doesn't know what to think, really, because everything's so confusing. It's always confusing. Malcolm's right, he knows, on some level. But it leaves him in a pretty fucked up position, right? Snuff out the light in his spirit, or... break his friends' hearts.

Of course Jeff doesn't want to hurt them. But he can't live with himself if he turns his back on the Gift, either.

It's not fair. None of this shit is fair.

"You guys shouldn't, you know. You shouldn't love me."

All he does is hurt people. Better to cut their losses now, because even if he tries to course correct, he'll still fuck up. He knows it. There's nothing in him worth loving.