"Ye, ye've nothin' t'apologize fer, acushla," Sean says, pressing a kiss to her hair, his cheeks still wet. He didn't pick this fight, probably the first time in their relationship that he's been able to say that, but the rest of the blame lays squarely on his shoulders for letting it all get to this point in the first place. For daring to think he could make a life for himself again. "It's jus' a rotten situation all 'round."