[it's not even that, it's more the - it's fine, don't worry about me, I can be responsible bit that she's protesting, but she lets it go.]

... Well. [she starts, and then. sighs.] I don't think it was your fault. I don't think you did shit, Ichiro, you know what that looked like to me? Someone trying to push their friend away so they wouldn't get hurt by whatever bad shit they were about to get pulled into.