Cancellations are good. They're fine. Really, it's all fine. I've no reason to expect anything from you other than what you offer me. But do I? And what? In many ways, this is all new, again, but not overwhelming like before. Now it's just confusing. I don't understand where these feelings come from, or what they mean. To be honest, I was a little surprised at just how much my heart sank, but I don't think it showed. One rule I've learnt from this obscure little game is that there's nothing more unattractive to someone than appearing interested in them.