(He's terrified and he hadn't meant to tell her. Yasha would be hypocritical to call Molly out for keeping secrets, but– they're MollyandYasha, and he's always spoken candidly to her about pretty much everything. It's something that she loves about him. It's a behaviour he had taught her to display in return, however slowly. Honestly, she's still learning.)

We don't know that. It could be fine, or... I'll find you, again. I am good at finding you.

(He's a magnetic personality; Yasha's a compass point. The way that he looks at her breaks her heart.)

... Your story wasn't long enough. Neither was ours.