[Kieren had asked him to apologize, though, so he would try to. It takes time, honestly, to get into the necessary mindset to do this. He isn't even sure if he is sorry. Well, yes, sorry perhaps for saying it the way he did, but for thinking it? That's different, and he isn't sure he is. No, he knows he isn't. But... Kieren. He'd do anything for Kieren, doesn't think Kieren would ever ask him for anything unreasonable or unfair. So all he can do is try. Maybe he should've reiterated that to Kieren, but he didn't want to emphasize it too much. If this doesn't work, if she turns out to be what he expects or what he thinks, then he may have to just tell Kieren some things--about the treatment centre, about his mother, about what the ULA did for him--so maybe Kieren at least could understand.

Even if they couldn't make it work. God, he hates the thought of that.

He breaths out unnecessarily, closing his eyes, and starts talking when he hits voicemail, his voice quiet.] Hey. I'm sorry. For what I said to you... Kieren told me about your ptsd, he said you'd been through a lot, and I only made it worse by dragging all that out again.

[He wonders if he should say more, but he isn't sure if it'd be right to, it'd be all too easy for this to become hostile. He hopes she calls back instead of texting, it'll be easier him to get a better measure of her.]