[ He lets out a breath – something caught somewhere between a sigh and a laugh. ]

I dunno. There was probably a better way than just ranting at you like some kind of whackjob.

[ But there's no changing what happened, he knows. And he glances over at her. ]

I know there's— a lot of blank spaces, probably. Or stuff that probably needed more detail. Is there anything else you wanted to know? I'll keep it together this time, I promise.