Scott listened to Ororo patiently, recognizing a lot of the same surface-level ‘status report’ answering that he himself tended to do: comment on how he was physically doing to keep from having to go near how he was feeling. It seemed the two of them had a lot in common.
He met her gaze. “Ororo, listen … the fall was harder than I would have liked … but I’m still alive. As the saying goes, ‘any landing you can walk away from is a good one’, as the saying goes. But the way you’re walking away from this battle … I get it. I do the same thing: make decisions in the heat of the situation, and then I beat myself up for them afterward. For the longest time I had Jean to let me know when I was beating myself up too much, and now … it looks like you could use someone to do the same for you.”
He shrugged slightly. “If you want me to go away and mind my own business, I will. But you’re helping me through a rough time, and I’d like to do the same for you.”