Later, Dawson pouts while sitting in the windowsill. Jen knocks on his door; Dawson basically says he doesn't want to talk. Jen doesn't think he should be alone right now, and he bitterly comments that he "might as well get used to it," but Jen sweetly says that he's not alone and he shouldn't ever think that. Dawson, who has swept all his hair off his forehead and now looks like a large pencil, asks whinily why Jen didn't tell him; Jen says her interceding would just have pushed Joey and Pacey closer together. Dawson asks if he's just supposed to accept it and go on like nothing's changed. Jen sits beside him and says he has to let things "run their course" and let Joey decide what she really wants. Dawson, his eyes shifting semi-psychotically, says firmly, "I can't let her go." "What else can you do?" Jen asks. Dawson says, "I can fight. You can fight for what you want." Jen rolls her eyes sadly at this delusion and pats his XXXL knee as The Flute Of Romantic Disappointment tweetles in the background.