I've never been a saint and to call me such things would sully my good name. So don't, I don't deserve such praises.

I think I'm ready to talk and I know we need to, desperately. And tonight, or any other night that you can find the time for me, I'll be ready.

You should get out, have fun with Alex and Marie. They're probably tormenting you because they know you need the time away.
(And there's no need to explain, Alex is just a victim of the Summer's family stubbornness. I know it well.)