[ . . . . . he's quiet like he's trying to think if there's anything he might be?]

I don't think there's anything.

[a beat - and curse!]

Except for how I keep freaking out whenever they suggest the wishes might not be real, because I started to get my own hopes up that I'll get to go home with you.

[ . . . ]

Oh!

[he didn't even realize that one entirely, apparently]