Well, you're right about one thing. I don't wanna hear it.

[It's not easy to hear, and he's not entirely certain he'll ever be ready to hear it. She can tell him not to dwell on the past all she wants, but she's not the one who has to live with knowing that his wife is dead, knowing that she's dead because of him...

It's all too goddamned much to think about. He meets her eyes for a moment, when she rests her hand on his knee, but looks away again almost immediately.]

Besides, how the fuck do I just move on from somethin' like this?

[It's part rhetorical question, part legitimate question. If she has answers, he'd really like to know them.]