"You should have told me." The icy timbre of John's voice stopped her instantly. She knew he would find out eventually and when he did it wasn't going to be pleasant. She straightened her spine as she took a deep breath but couldn't find the courage to turn and face him.
"It's done." The harsh words grated on her own ears.
"Say it to my face, Teyla. Tell me you requested to be put on another team." This emotionless tone he had was new to her, she had never heard him without a hint of feeling in his voice. She struggled with the thought that it was her fault he sounded so hard.
"I did." She said her eyes found his. She saw his hurt, anger and desperation as she returned the look.
"Tell me you're walking away." Now there was a little disbelief in voice. She didn't want to believe this was happening either.
"John, don't." He had to look away when he heard her use his real name. It use to mean everything to him but right now, in this moment, it was just an empty word.
"Tell me." He barked. She flinched at the tone she was use to hearing when he gave orders but her steady gaze never wavered as she answered him.
"I am." She almost choked on the words as they came out dry and strained.
"Tell me why." Nothing in his voice changed but she knew he was offering her another choice.
"I can't." It had slipped from her lips unexpectedly but they both she could never tell him, she didn't know how.
In the end he had walked away and she had let him.