No.

"Thoughtful?"

"No", I said. "I'm just quiet because I'm quiet."

Would anyone simply allow me the silence, or is it, I suppose this is possible, an unreasonable thing to ask?

I don't know how to feel about the talking. Do we really have much to talk about? Aren't we both just waiting for what is undeniably the only reason we even meet? I know so little about you; every little slice of information extracted feels like a small victory, but not for what it contains, just for the act of obtaining it. I do not normally have to make an effort for anyone to open up to me.

And the talking never stops. I still don't know how to feel. Cheapened? No. If I had moral objections, I would simply avoid the situation. Wherever I am, I am by choice. Whatever I do, I do by choice. And yet - as I light my cigarettes and walk the other way - I wonder if it wouldn't just be better to shut up.