God, she can't even really be mad at him for it, not when it's North. She knows he's only coming from a good place, that it's all genuine. That even though he's technically only known her a few short months, he still feels responsible for her, like she's his York. That's just how North is. And somehow, that makes it even harder to take.

"North..." York half-winces, looking at him almost pleadingly. "I was on point. You did everything I told you to, and you sure as hell didn't slack off. If it's anybody's fault, it's mine."