‘I’m just trying to make the point that feelings are conditional.’ ‘Fine, they are – on the condition of you.’ An exasperated laugh escaped me. ‘If you never got out of bed again for no bloody reason at all, the problem wouldn’t be that you were useless – the problem would be that you were no longer behaving like yourself. Which is an entirely different point from … from …’ A bitter twist of his lips. ‘Me being unable to protect you the way I always have?’
