"I guess you're right," he answered, looking as though he were terribly upset by what she had said. For a moment, Jude didn't know what to say, he wasn't sure how far they could go on witty banter, and he was afraid of falling into a false sense of security with her.

Still, he tried to push his boundaries a bit, because he couldn't really think of how else things could go wrong. What was the harm? "So are you doing okay, Luce? Really, I mean." His voice was unsure, but sincere and his concern was noticeable, albeit suppressed. He didn't want to care as much as he did... he wanted to be able to move on from her and from what he did to her, like he did with all the other women. Unfortunately, Lucy hadn't been like Molly or any other girl he had met, and while he loved Max, he couldn't help but care about Lucy.