[ He's kind of pleased she was okay with that answer. It makes it a lot easier to ignore some annoying voice inside him saying that no shit it was complicated, gee, what turned you on to that? But he doesn't actually care enough to worry about it, because he's not going to say it. He's going to think about the next question, and nothing else. Nothing about how everything is feeling sensitive and hot and raw and definitely not about how steady her hand is, because he's not allowed to do anything here, and certainly not finish until she says so, and so. He's keeping his mouth shut until the answer to the next question presents itself. ]

I was angry about a lot, but not at them. Not until - not until after they died, anyway. But that's normal, right, Jarvis had always said things like that, that things came out when things weren't there anymore. Something like that, I don't fucking know.