He didn't want to hear her cry. If she was sad, it made him unhappy just as well. He stopped wandering around the room and dropped back onto the bed. A heavy sigh escaped his mouth. "Please, don't cry... Abby... I don't want you to be sad... If you want, I can come over to your apartment. I just... Don't like to hear you cry, because it makes me sad to know that you're not happy."<br/><br/>He didn't want her to be sad... He came so she could be happy.