He shakes his head, still not looking at her, now almost wishing he still had that long hair to hide behind. It may have been a reminder of where he'd come here from but he's realizing it also made him feel less exposed.

"That doesn't excuse everything I've put you through," he says, his voice starting to fade. Fuck he should just go, and...and do what, exactly? A number of options and he doesn't know what to do with any of them.