[ It would almost be easier if he were angry. Part of her wants him to yell, to make some kind of a scene because he might have left but she was the one who bought into a lie with everything she had. ]

...I probably wouldn't have listened, I was too angry.

[ Time has tempered the fire that had nearly consumed her back during Freelancer and given her strands of grey in her hair and new scars. And there aren't any words she can think of that might things better. She's not sure she should after messing up so badly. ]

I don't know if I can make up for this, York. I... [ She's tired, misses Epsilon so damn much in this moment. Why did he have to go with Tucker to the temple? The empty space in her head where he'd normally be giving commentary feels like too much. One hand comes up to rub her face so she has a moment to compose herself a little. ] Tell me to shut up if I keep apologizing. Please.