[He is unimpressed by her defense, and his expression shows it.]

What does it matter if it's different? It happened, didn't it? Abel was your best friend. I'm just some random merc who was literally tossed into your room one day. Why is it so much easier to cry over my well-being and not his? I mean, why can't you just... let go? Just once?

[Wade takes another step forward. His eyes are pleading now.]

Please, Cat. In all these months... I feel like I haven't done anything worthwhile for you yet. [He lets out a desperate, helpless laugh.]