[ It's hard for him to blame himself when he has so little idea how this all came about. Looking back on it now, even, it still feels like a whirlwind.

He exhales, eyes still downcast for a moment. ] Yeah. You're right.

Guess we'll have to figure out how to make the best of it, won't we?

[ And he'll end it on that note for now. ] In the meantime...

[ One of the blankets he'd been pushed to keep is at his feet, so he leans forward to grab it, unfurling it some and handing it to Mikleo. ] Better keep warm and rest up, right?