Weiss flinched without meaning to, peering down at her cart. She grew quiet after a moment, not entirely sure what else to do. She had half a mind to leave and never look back. She closed her eyes, focusing on the feeling of breathing because she wasn't in Atlas in her home and she had been through too much already.
"I'm sorry." She wasn't sorry for wanting to go home or wanting to get back to what she needed to do. She wasn't ever going to be sorry for that. She didn't share more about what was happening back home. Not about General Ironwood deciding to arrest them or the Ace Operatives falling into line and fighting them all despite the order being bullshit. Nothing was stable or okay and they weren't going to be okay going forward.