Leaning against the side of the closest convenient chair rather than sitting down - man, she wasn't going to go along with it at all, was she? - he shook his head. "No, I wasn't saying you're wrong. I get it, honestly. We all do. It's... dangerous to start thinking you can see clearly when all you can see is red."

He glanced toward the doorway before looking back at her.

"But so long as we're confessing to crap... I should tell you, I tried to talk to him." It wasn't an excuse, just a bland fact.