[not fine. he knows. he was just yelling at a friend about how he was "fine" a few hours ago. he doesn't want him angry, but... he probably deserves it. he doesn't know. it's telling that this doesn't have the bite with him that it should, doesn't rip into his thoughts the way that it might have once done. he needs to learn him all over again.]

Look... This isn't your fault, all right? For what little it's worth, I'm sorry.

[he sounds... steady, but a little hollow. this is a pain he's familiar with--people being disappointed in him, or about him.]

You, of all people, have every right to be hurt. I understand.