Yeah, [Kit lies through a pained smile when Yngvi asks about Vandelin, because this isn't about his broken relationship--it's about Yngvi.] Yeah it's--it's fine.

[He's never been a good liar, but he hopes that the plea in his eyes to just let it alone for now will be heeded. And then Yngvi reveals, just in one word, how very not okay he is--]

Hey. Hey, c'mon. [Kit steps forward without thinking about it and reaches out, hesitates, then rests a hand on Yngvi's shoulder. It's a light touch; the young man could pull away without any trouble, if he wanted to, but Kit hopes he won't, hopes he'll accept the comfort from a friend who cares, even if that friend isn't so great about accepting care in return.] Don't talk like that--you didn't-- [Ancestors, what are the right words?]

This wasn't your fault, Yngvi.