Yes, [she blurts out suddenly, vulnerability casting across her. She gets almost a pleading look as she goes on.] Do you think I'm being selfish and, and stupid for considering this? What if it all goes horribly wrong, what if I really don't like boys and I just-- jerk him around the whole time--

I don't want to hurt him, Aradia. [This is much more of an expression of Willow's insecurities than a declaration about Eridan. She has to get this out somewhere, has to express it to someone, and she has no better choice than her roommate. Even if she won't be able to grasp the context and backstory to why she's so worried about this.]