Oh. Well no, he hadn't. He'd been thinking about one thing, taking the bastard down. But could he say that? He really didn't think that was the smart thing to do, but anytime he lied to her or hid something from her she found out. And then things got worse. Much worse.
"No," he admitted. "I was too focused on him..." He tilted his head toward her as much as he could. "I know that's the wrong answer." That had to count for something, right? "I'm sorry."