"Oh it is! It's nothing! I just—I don't want you feelin' like you'd ever have to change something about yourself for me." Blythe can't really pinpoint where the insecurity bubbling in his gut comes from; this feeling that he, the nice guy, the affable pushover, should be the one to make compromises and try new things, and if any partner of his made a change then he'd have to prove he was worthy of it. "And I wouldn't wanna share any of your attention anyway."