"No, no, you didn't," he fought, and forced himself to sit up. "You didn't let anything happen. How could you have known?" He looked down at his lap. "It is my fault. I've taken you away from things that are important to you." Emerson never tried to, but he obviously had, hadn't he? "I've also brought this on you. An unnecessary burden," he said, his shoulders shaking a little. He'd kept most of his emotion about the situation inside. He didn't want Pepper to see him cry. He didn't want Reed to, either, really. "Please don't worry about this."