Ryan had turned away by this point, too deep in depression to realize what was going on. In his head Uriel had just rejected him completely, his untreated mental illness spiralling out of control at that point. He sighed heavily and began to look around the room for a weapon to level upon himself. His veins began to glow even more brightly at that point, the confusion at why just adding to his problems. “I’ll leave you two be then.” He turned, having discreetly gripped a photo, it had glass in and glass could easily be made sharp. “I’m clearly to much of a freak for you too.” He moved out of the room and found a bath room, opening it and locking the door. Once inside he closed the door behind himself  and locked it.<br/>“Why do I do this to myself every time?” He asked, every time he fell in love he ended up getting heart broken. Its why he had given up in the first place, after all who would willingly live in a love triangle?