Somehow, it's worse than the initial reveal, the knowledge of what he'd done. He supposes that's because it's personal now. He's seen the vicious ruthlessness with which he'd gone after York's friends, and the woman he loves. There's no taking that back, nothing that will undo it, and he's earned that anger to the last inch.

"There will never be enough I can do that will match what I have already done." He pauses, looking away and shaking his head slowly. "You know I regret what I did. That I will spend the rest of my life trying to find a way to make amends. But the hurt I caused them...that I have caused you..."

The words are deliberate. He does not say them lightly. He cannot recall the last time he said them at all, said them and meant them.

"I am sorry."