[ He rolls his eyes, moving to sit up a little straighter on the couch instead of the half-slouch, half-sprawl thing he has going on. ]

We both know that's bullshit. If you'd told me she was just disappointed over potentially not seeing you again, I'd get it.

[ But feeling like a failure? Who thinks like that?

His eyes flick over Henry's face. ]

What'd to tell her? After all that, I mean.