"It's not your fault," he said, which was a weak thing to say. It didn't have to be her fault in order for her to be sorry, and the fact that it wasn't wouldn't make her feel any better about it. She seemed sincere, though, and he supposed that was nice. Given how distant everyone from the Ministry had been about this whole thing so far, it was a change to have someone acknowledge that this fucking sucked, and to be sorry about it. Maybe it made sense that that person was Zelda — maybe it made no sense at all, given their recent history. He didn't know anymore.

"I guess I should... leave you to it," he said lamely, rising from the crate and looking vaguely towards the water.