Reaching out, Richie takes the cigarette in one hand and puts the other over Carmen's, then turns it to lace their fingers together. Looking down his body, watching himself do it like he's just a spectator to the act and a little surprised to see it happening.

"I don't want to.. uh. I don't want to ruin anything." Keeps his gaze on their hands joined together, so he doesn't have to look up into those blue eyes. Doesn't have to think too much about what he's saying, or why he's saying it. Just lets the truth come out, because his cousin deserves the truth.

"I know I'm not. Good. Not good news. And I know we've had our differences and we fight because I'm a fucking asshole and you're a fucking asshole. But I don't want to fuck it up in a way that's not going to be.. you know, fixable."