He doesn't want to 'fix' it. Being alone with Wing right now would...scare him a little. He's not sure what he'd do. Oh, he knows what he wants to do. But...yeah.

His scowl falters. "W-why the frag would you want to do that? I don't even--" lies, all lies, so he cuts himself off and regroups. "YOU don't even like me!">

Better. Maybe. No. Not really.

Not that he'd ever admit that.