[Mmmmmoh my god. This is a bigger disaster than the reason they're having this conversation in the first place. He's pushing his fingers through his hair in a nervous, almost anxious repetitive motion.]

I didn't get a chance to ask. It... blew up. Spectacularly.

[As he lets the walls down for a moment, to allow the memory to filter through. Cutting off at the part where combined anxiety took over.]

Like I said, I'm not... upset. But I'm also not fond of ruining the mission because it's bouncing around my head all the time.

[Yeah that's right. All the time.]