[Yusuke falls silent for a while, and while usually Blake would never miss a chance to give him shit ("Wassa matter, get to the last page in your smartass jokebook?"), right now, he lets him think.

He's feeling so damn weird he even answers him honestly.] I don't know, all right? This isn't the kind of thing you can just say you're sorry for.

[It has truth to it. Like all the best excuses.

Blake sighs.

His hand falls to Steve's head, where he scratches in the short, soft fur. She allows him. Damn right she's a good dog.]

...I could try. Probably just end up terrifying the kid and making him cry again, but I could try.