It's... it's okay.

[He can tell Connor is upset at himself... so he doesn't say that it was a poor choice, even if he really does want to. He goes back to resting his head against his knees, staring at a loose thread on his pants.]

It... I guess I just felt like I wasn't being listened to. I feel like I've tried to say so many times how I feel around it, and it felt like it didn't matter... or like you didn't believe me or something.