[Even if it's still difficult to get over his own self-conception to accept what's being said as true... The tenderness of Ray's language, both in body and verbiage, gets Winston to let out something of an aching, lovestruck gasp. And he lets himself settle into this moment, relaxing against Ray, sinking deeper into the bed, into something soft and warm and comforting. Trying to set those worries aside.]

Yeah... I think I've gotten better about it since... since we met. It's just... a learning process, getting over it.

[He purses his lips in thought.]

...you weren't there to see it, but... a long while ago, when I thought I was all alone in a world of chaos, something happened that... helped move me towards having a better perspective on myself.