"You won't. I mean, I'm not very fun company and I barely have time, but if you ever need pants again, I'll be sure to keep another spare." Hartley smiled a little and wished he felt less heartbroken. This would be over eventually, the pain would fade. It wasn't as if he had lost much, really. They didn't know each other that well, they might have never been much. "This is making me a lot more sad than it should."