[He feels somewhat emasculated, being carried by Irene---Moriarty. He thought he was protecting her before, when she had been "traumatized" and changed. Now she was genuinely protecting him, lifting him up. All the strong muscles in his arms and shoulders mean nothing when he can't so much as stand.

He leans against her as she carries his weight.

She still wants him, he tells himself. Even if it isn't the way he wanted it to be, she's still--they're still---she loves him. She has said so.]

This would have been a lot easier for the both of us if we hadn't fallen in love.