[It's at least something, and Charles tries to use it as something to cling onto, something to pull himself up with, maybe, but it's a desperate attempt that's not really working, because everything still feels like it's falling apart.]

I know it's not. I know. What happened to you was so, so wrong- [And he's not just talking about Zero, it's what happened with Shaw and the Nazis and the Overlook and the Vanquish, and that had been his fault, wasn't it? If he hadn't gotten caught, if he'd been able to protect himself, if he hadn't been fucking useless in Cuba, maybe they wouldn't be here at all, and it's that thought that really almost shoves him over the edge, taking a shuddering breath and holding back tears, wiping a hand furiously over right eye and staring hard at the floor.]

I don't know what to do. I feel like every time I- [He cuts himself off, drawing another shuddering breath and trying desperately to hold everything back one more time.] What can I do?