Omega slams his open hand down on the table, hard enough to make it shake. "For the last time, I'm not going to leave you. There's a difference between putting them first and having nothing else -I couldn't leave you if I wanted to!"

Which Omega does not, just for the record, not that Delta will ever believe him.

"How much longer before you break? Because you can't even leave, you have nothing outside this house!" Yes, he's yelling, and no, he doesn't care. "How much longer before I'm stuck here with you -and it can't be that much longer, you won't even eat lunch, Sigma practically has to beg you to read a book! How can I trust you to take care of them when you won't even take care of yourself?"

Omega does not start up the old argument of Alpha leaving or being taken. He's not going to let Delta distract him from the issue at hand.