Aubrey gives him a small smile when he mentions his 'rags to slightly better rags' life, feeling bad that she had brought it up at all, even though it didn't seem to bother Matt. Talking about money always made her uncomfortable. "Oh, oh, okay..." Aubrey says back when Matt corrects her on what sub-genre of music they are, showing just how little she knew about the metal genre as a whole. "That's good to know, I guess." She laughs. She fully stands up from the bench now, her ankle already feeling better the longer she stood on it. "Oh, come on now, Matt. You can't ask a girl out, and then expect for her to plan the date," she says back jokingly, crossing her arms. "With all your English charm and your little map, I'm sure you can find somewhere to take me." She grins.

Aubrey laughs. "I've seen Friends once or twice, but I'm not sure if that coffee shop is real... If it is, it probably sucks, though. They probably sold out, and have a bunch of stupid Friends merchandise and stuff for it." She shrugs and leans over, looking to see what museum Matt is pointing to. "The Met? Yeah, sure, we can go there. I haven't been since I went on a field trip in eighth grade." Aubrey was genuinely surprised that Matt wanted to go to a museum with her. She loved going to museums and looking at the art - it was one of her favorite things to do. She takes a couple steps, still cautious about walking on a bad ankle in heels, and then pauses. "Do you want to flag down a cab? I'm not sure if I could walk all the way to the Met with these shoes on this ankle." She gives him a small, apologetic smile.

"Gunther? Was that a character on Friends? That's such an unattractive name..." Aubrey asks, laughing a little bit, already seeing that if she wants to remain friends with Matt, she'll have to brush up on her Friends trivia a little bit more. "Really? You collect tacky stuff like that? Adorable." She shakes her head. "They have a lot of exhibits that come through there. Like, if I'm not mistaken, right now they have this exhibit that's all about ball gowns? I know that probably doesn't interest you, but I wouldn't mind seeing it. And then they have their own collection, ranging from older pieces to modern ones. It's the ultimate art collection in terms of New York City." She smiles up at him. "Not a bad choice for a first date." She slides into the cab and waits for Matt while she tells the cab driver where they're going.

Aubrey smiles and shakes her head. "You didn't bring down the tone," she says softly. She always felt like she had to speak a little bit quieter in taxi cabs, like she was going to disturb the cab driver if she didn't. "You know, I'm a little surprised myself, but then I thought, 'Aubrey, you've been going out with HBO and documentary guys for so long now. Shouldn't you give sitcoms and romcoms a chance?'" She jokes back, although there was a lot of truth behind that joke. She laughs when Matt talks about being into all the tacky things that tourist places sell. "Oh man, even those I Heart NY shirts? I don't think I've ever seen anybody under the age of 40 own one of those unironically." She nudges him lightly with her elbow, giving him a little wink. "Sheffield is where you're from? Where is that? I spent a semester abroad in London, but - I have to be honest - I really didn't leave London that much, so I don't know much about the other cities in the UK."

Kai was sat up in bed looking nervous. It was the big moment, the time to come clean, and although he knew he had to do it, he was still scared about telling the truth at last. He sighs as he sits there waiting. Confined to a bed, he felt like a prisoner about to be led to his execution, but he knew he had to do it. It was better for everyone in the long run.

Kai hears footsteps coming down the corridor, and he sighs as he realises the moment of truth is here. When Faith walks into the room, he smiles a little at her, but it was a smile that felt a little forced and unnatural. When she calls him love, he laughs a little and looks out of the window. "Hey, Browdy," he says forlornly. "Nah I'm not hungry, love..too much on my mind." He takes a deep breath and decides he doesn't want to draw it all out. He didn't want it to be harder for Faith than it was sure to be. "Listen, love. We need to talk, like..seriously," Kai says, staring at the ground.

Kai nods slowly at Faith. He scratches his head and looks at her before looking down at the floor again. "You know...you know that I love you, Faith. I love you so much," he says softly. "But...but....there's...someone else," he says, looking anywhere but at her. He didn't want to see faith hurting.

The minutes of silence are painful for Kai. He knew that she would be running through everything in her head, and he wanted to give her tkme to process it all. When she starts talking about how they were married and loved together, Kai closes his eyes right, and he starts to cry. Even though he was doing this, he still loved Faith so much. Then came the question that he knew she was sure to ask. Faith had always been scared Kai was with Honor, and he had reassured her even though she had been right all along. "Yeah..." he says quietly. "I'm so sorry Faith. I never wanted to hurt you," Kai says through his tears.

It felt kind of weird to Kai that Faith wasn't yelling and calling him names. He selfishly wanted her to get mad and scream at him because when she just sat calmly he felt like she was in even more pain. "I know I am. I know..." he says quietly. When she questions him, he looks over at her. "I married you because I love you. Because I've loved you so much since we first got together. I was never leading you on. I wouldn't do that." When she starts to get angrier, Kai starts rubbing the corner of his sheet nervously. "No no no it wasn't like that. When I told you I love you its because I do love you. I would never throw that around if I didn't mean it. The same with every compliment or whatever. Faith, I wouldn't have been all we've been through unless I loved you. I do love you. I love you so much." When she asks him what he plans to do next, Kai looks out of the window forward few minutes, thinking about how to explain it to her. Eventually he sighs. "I've always been Kai Rollins...larger than life, bulletproof, untouchable, immortal. Until the other day. When I was stabbed I went from being this unstoppable force, in me own mind, to just Kai. I was faced with my own mortality for the first time, and I realised for the first time ever that my days are numbered. Maybe not soon, but some day I'm going to die. I've always lived recklessly, for today, not giving a shit what tomorrow brings, but one day there's going to be no tomorrow. And when that comes, I can't look back on life and know that I didn't take the one step I should have taken." he looks at his hands again. "I fucking love you Faith. So much. But...I...I need to be with her," he says, knowing how hard it'll be for Faith to hear that last part.

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Kai hated the fact that he was stuck in this bed and hooked up to so many different machines. It meant he couldn't pace. Pacing the room was his comforting mechanism when they argued, but now he had to sit here in the quiet and just wait for her to speak. When she starts to cry, Kai does as well. As much as he was leaving her, Kai still loved her and to see her hurting, and to know he had done it, made him feel terrible. The tears flow down his cheeks and when she hands him the ring, he sobs a little and takes it in his palm. It seemed to make it all the more real when she gave him his ring back. He shakes his head when Faith speaks. "She won't come near the apartment. And she won't come near you either, don't worry." He wanted to tell her not to call Honor a whore, but he thought better of it, knowing she had every right to be mad at both of them. When she tells him to get all his stuff out her apartment, Kai nods. "I'm going to stay in America, but I'll send someone for my clothes. You can keep everything else that you want to. Get rid of everything you don't want," he says quietly. It hurts him a lot when she said she didn't ever want to see or hear from him again, but he had to respect her decision. It was his own fault after all, even if the thought of never seeing Faith again was devastating to him to hear. "The apartment's all yours as well. I don't want to have to put you through selling it and having to split the money and everything. I wouldn't put you through it," he said, almost as if he was doing her a favour. He didn't realise how patronising he sounded at that moment. Kai wipes his tears but it was of little use because they wouldn't stop flowing. He felt so bad for what he was doing, and for the fact they were losing a year of what had been a turbulent yet wonderful relationship in Kai's eyes. He looks at her when she speaks again, the cracking in her voice absolutely breaking his heart and making him cry even harder. He shakes his head when it sounds like she's blaming herself for what he's doing. "Faith....you were perfect, love. There's nothing more you could habe done because you were the best girlfriend and wife anyone could ask for. It's just...just...." he shakes his head as he starts to cry again. "I'm just sorry, love. It's not your fault at all and I'm sorry you got hurt in my shit storm of a life. I'm so so Sorry".