Talk to him about improving the relationship

Anna got up and went looking for the poor guy. The apartment was huge, with several bedrooms, but she couldn't remember which one was his. She decided to stop thinking and just move by reflex. She cleared her head and walked into a room that was clearly hers since it had all her stuff, except for one little corner.

In that corner, lying on a mat, surrounded by the few possessions he owned, was the saddest little German-American assboy.

Anna sat down on her bed and said, "Hey, can we talk?"

He quickly scrambled to his knees and crawled towards Anna, kneeling in front of her.

"No, no, no!" said Anna. "Come up here and join me on the bed."

He looked nervous and unsure, but he stood up. He sat down next to Anna, but kept his head down and avoided eye contact.

Anna sighed. "I'm sorry about how I reacted earlier. I shouldn't have yelled, and I shouldn't have insulted you."

The man looked panicked. "Oh no, you should have! I made a horrible, insulting mistake, and I deserve to be punished! I'm a worm, I'm a tiny-dicked loser, I'm a-"

"Stop!!" screamed Anna. She suddenly had the urge to scream obscenities at him, but she took a deep breath and calmed down. "Look, I've thought a little about... our relationship. I think it's gotten toxic. I don't even know why I'm treating you this way, I think it's just habit at this point."

Anna dipped her head down so she was in his line of sight. She smiled. "Maybe we should try to make a change?"