[ Her breath catches in her throat, her fingers grasping his skin and it takes everything in her to not kiss him. She feels horrible; she's supposed to be working out things with Seth, she supposed to be a bigger person than this. Chloe isn't sure where it all went wrong, when things spiraled so out of control. None of this worked out the way she meant it to, and as much of it hurts, in a way, she's relieved. ]

I... [ She pulls away from him carefully, forcing a necessary distance between them. ] You have. You're fine. It's just... I know how this is going to sound, but it's me. I have to... I need some time, okay?

[ Chloe brushes her thumb across his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath hers. The fear in her is still very real, the knowledge that neither of them know why he did what he did, that it's possible that one day he might find out why and leave her all over again. It's not a good enough excuse anymore. It hasn't changed what she feels for him, anymore than it's changed what he feels for her.

But she also knows she can't just jump into this, not like she did last time. She can't do that to Seth, or Lucifer, or herself. ]

I have to figure some things out.

[ And while she does, she can only hope he'll be willing to wait for her. She can only hope he will understand. ]