[Roman sniffles. His plan is working well so far, but why not lay it on thick? Really make sure Victor can't be mad at him anymore.]

I just-- I just don't want to lose-- the only good person in this fucking city. [He lets his crocodile tears pour out, frantically wiping them away as if he's embarrassed of them.] I got-- got worried. About what might have happened if we weren't permanently contracted. Would you-- would you leave me?