Mine.

[ It has some shitty memories from recent events but he'd rather be there than in Molly's right now. The silent trip to the room grates on his nerves, holding the door open for Molly when they get there and closing it on their heels.

Fjord folds his arms, steeling himself for what he has to say. ]

First, I'm sorry for saying what I did. I was thinking of myself and not what made you comfortable, it was selfish.