[ - and of course nothing's ever that simple, is it.

Baren blinks, surprised. A broken heart is that, and the consequences of it can lead to years lost to pining for someone that's less than what you deserve. That's the lens he was looking at this through and immediately, he reevaluates the situation because Baren hasn't survived as long as he has by being dense. Occasionally tone deaf, sure, but not dense.

He stopped when Leo did - and he accepts the other pushing past him with a mild look of annoyance (don't get close to him). Like a jerk, he moves to brush imaginary dust off his person because he doesn't like people being in his personal space without invitation, but then he follows after.]

You're talking about something that I can't understand because you haven't told me.

[Flat out - because nothing else in their conversation could tip Baren off that he would say the wrong thing.]

- and I'm not saying you have to tell me, but you should probably talk to someone about it before you throw your feelings around, whatever they might be.

Is that what your issue is?

[He thinks back to the look of disgust on Leo's face when he noticed his fingertips on fire.

The sparks that fly off your own hand when you can't control your emotions?]