"I don't know. I don't want to bother her, but I don't know if I could explain how much it means to me, either. Maybe I should try. I just need to try and word it a little better."

Ilya kissed him chastely, just to comfort him with the knowledge someone was right here for him. "It is natural. Everyone thinks about what could've been. And I have days where I feel... I'm not sure if it's sorry for myself, but confused on why all of this happened to me. I don't understand what fate's grand plan for me is. Everyone has bad days. At SHIELD they told me not to apologize for them because people without bad days were usually unstable."

Blink, blink. Ilya hasn't had much exposure to TV, so to him that's an amazingly accurate guess at some obscure thing. "Er, yes. How did you know?"