[He visibly winces at the raise in tone, brings his other leg up so he can rest his elbows on his knees and sink fingers into his hair to keep his head down, his words tumbling out faster than his mind can keep up.]
Sorry-- I'm sorry. I- I made what hurt you, it's my fault, I made them, I-i designed them, it's my fault, I'm sorry--
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Sorry-- I'm sorry. I- I made what hurt you, it's my fault, I made them, I-i designed them, it's my fault, I'm sorry--