Jono gave his head a shake, scuffing his foot against the floor awkwardly.

//I'm terrible at goodbyes,// he said, lifting a shoulder a little. //They're always so... final. I couldn't. I wasn't letting you go, I was just moving where I kept my things, more or less... You didn't do anything wrong, luv. This was completely me, being an idiot.//

At least he was also honest about that much.