"Oh, don't be sorry. Come on, you're not alone in the mess," he insisted, gesturing to himself. They were a damn mess together, apparently.
He ate and listened as she spoke, trying his best to take it all in. Focus and attention weren't his strong points anymore, but he was doing pretty well so far. "What about Steve? And Bucky? Did they blame you?" he asked of her, and then gave her a more curious look. "Do you blame you?"