Bart snuggled unconsciously deeper into Cissie's side, closing his eyes. "I don't want to depress you," he muttered softly. "You're finally so happy... with Tim, and the rest of your life, I don't want to bring you down with my melodrama." He sighed, pushing back slightly against Cissie's hand on his back. "I want you to be happy." He could deal with crushing depression, it's not like he didn't have to before, but seeing his friends sad? Not something he wanted to see. Ever.