Evan was completely unaware of the time. The last thing he'd known, it was the afternoon. Elliot had said that he'd been there for four hours, but it didn't occur to him that it was midnight or anytime near midnight. "I bet. Bet you haven't had a quiet moment in days, either, hm?" Because how else could the fact that he hadn't seen her in days, be explained? Maybe now that she had her baby back, she'd decided that she didn't need him anymore; the thought had crossed his mind more than once over the past few days.
When she zonked out in the chair, he couldn't help but smile a little bit. "I'm so glad you have her back," he murmured softly, hesitating before calling her any pet name for the first time in a long time. "And glad that she seems to be adjusting to living here, with you, so well." That was what he'd wanted, after all. What he'd gone into this hoping for.
Breathing in a deep breath, he glanced back at Leah with a slightly sad expression on his face. What was going to happen here, between them? Pulling in a deep breath, he smoothed his non-IVed hand through his hair and then put it into hers, lightly weaving their fingers together. "I'm glad you're here. It's good to see you right now." Probably not the best ice-breaker, but it was true. He was glad to see her, especially with her daughter. Even if he had a bad feeling about how this conversation would go.
Okay, so his choice of words definitely could have been better. He smoothed his thumb along the skin of her hand and looked up at her sadly when she started asking him questions that he wasn't sure he wanted to answer.
"No, I guess they don't," he muttered sadly, chewing on his lip and trying to think of the best way to answer her next questions. Did he tell her honestly? That it was everyone, including her, and not just his own irresponsibility? Or did he lie and take the heat himself? He sighed again. "It was... a lot of things," he explained morosely. "People and their accusations and frustrations at myself and not having my brother to turn to like I always do anymore..." he pondered bringing up O'Brien's words, but he didn't. Not this time. He didn't want her to know that it had been so easy to make him feel insecure about their relationship.
He paused, then looked down. "It's mostly my fault, though. So if you want to blame someone, blame me."