[His eyes lift to watch the frost curiously - it hadn't been that cold outside- but Coda's tone draws his attention back. The staticky cadence to it is confusing but he certainly recognises the tone: it's the same flat fury Eileen gives him.

His stomach goes a bit colder.]

Yeah, you were right. And I was... freaking out. I handled this... badly. I did not handle it. And-- I wanted to apologise, for putting you through that.