[making a soft noise stuck somewhere between distress and pleasure and scrunching her nose up, half-shutting her eyes before catching herself]

It's not... um. ...I j-just... I want you to be happy, a-and... I don't know if you'd stay happy with- with me. The- the things that make me different... i-it might get tiring, after a while, to try to- to work around them.

I-I like you, so... I don't want to be a burden, like that.