[Pyrrha looks down at her lap now; furrowing her brow and idly playing with the lace trim of her skirt.] I'm sorry... I've already decided.

[She'll admit; these constant rejections don't exactly make her feel very good. Usually the rejections in themselves would be enough to completely dishearten the young woman to the point of feeling depressed. But... in an odd way- the fact that she doesn't care as much about what Nero thinks of her anymore does help to quell her worries. She'd like it if Nero could like her back... But she'll take his begrudging acceptance at least, even if that's all she will ever get out of this relationship.]

I can't help you leave, but... maybe... I can help you feel a little less miserable while you're here?

...And even if I can't... [Pyrrha lifts her head to return his stare now.] I'll be here for you, from now on.