He doubts that he'll start regretting it. If there were failures and mistakes, he is in no place to condemn. His own plans had gone abysmally, and if he chose to focus on that, he could easily blame the vulnerability of this team on his own foolish decisions.
He won't, however. He knows that it is pointless now. They can only move forward.
"I do not expect a perfect showing, Arcee. This has been an uphill position for every bot on this team, and you are no exception." He takes the datapads, and glances at them, but only briefly. He'll dig into them soon enough for the sake of carrying on, but not so that he can critique Arcee's actions.
He presses his fingers over his closed optics, trying to keep himself focused through his weariness. When he opens them again, he's looking at her intently.
"I was a fool to turn away your assistance, at the start. Perhaps if I had seen beyond my own desperation, some of this could have been avoided."
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He won't, however. He knows that it is pointless now. They can only move forward.
"I do not expect a perfect showing, Arcee. This has been an uphill position for every bot on this team, and you are no exception." He takes the datapads, and glances at them, but only briefly. He'll dig into them soon enough for the sake of carrying on, but not so that he can critique Arcee's actions.
He presses his fingers over his closed optics, trying to keep himself focused through his weariness. When he opens them again, he's looking at her intently.
"I was a fool to turn away your assistance, at the start. Perhaps if I had seen beyond my own desperation, some of this could have been avoided."