Cameron had a whole speech lined out for Andie when she opened the door. However, when she did and he stepped inside, seeing the boxes spread out over the floor, he lost it. The whole speech just went 'poof!' right out of his head. He closed the door behind him and then walked into the living room. He didn't sit down, but he did drop his books and soccer ball on the couch. She started talking, and he listened, trying to remember everything that he had been running through his head just moments ago. His eyes narrowed as he thought. 

"You don't have to apologize," He said, he sat down across from her on the floor, taking a book off of the coffee table. He turned it over in his hands as if it held the secret to whatever the question was. He frowned, setting the book back down on the coffee table. 

"I think you should do what you want to do," He said quietly, leaning back and looking at the television screen. His face was blank, perhaps a little upset, a slight furrow of his brow, a tiny pout on his lips. He shrugged. 

"I mean, I can't stop you, you seem pretty determined to run away, I'm not sure if it's because of...what happened, or because you told me you loved me in the same conversation that you told me you were leaving, that doesn't make sense," He said glancing over at her, "Not that you love me because," He paused, gesturing to himself with a wry smile, "But telling me and then leaving," He said, becoming serious again. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were trying to break my heart," He said, looking back at the tv. He watched the actors walk across the screen. Something dramatic was going on, he wasn't really following but the overall tone was teetering on the edge of dramatic and heartbreaking. How appropriate.