"That is a perpetual state of being." Chirrut notes ruefully. He's unwilling to step away - he knows, now, that there will never be a romance between him and Baze. Leaving this moment is leaving the end of that hope.

He will, of course. He'll be so very careful. He can't bear to lose Baze as a friend too. It's... just going to be so very difficult.

Maybe Master Sheotar will be especially vicious towards him for the next... forever. Ugh.