For a few moments there, it seems like it's going to be all right. Like North isn't going to make her talk about this, like they're just going to pretend it never happened and hang out as usual, just like York would prefer. But then he starts with the apology, and she looks away, like she's uncomfortable, pursing her lips.

"Man, don't -- you don't have to apologize," she says, shrugging one shoulder. She rakes a hand back through her hair, carefully avoiding catching the gauze. "It wasn't your fault, all right? C'mon, don't start with that."