[The truth behind the words is undeniable--but still there's a part that jars off Myr's pride and distracts him, try as he might to listen.]

Invented! I loved him and betrayed his trust and he suffered for it--that's not invented--

[He catches back the rest of the words, presses the back of his hand against his mouth to stop the rest. That note of desperation isn't lost on him, though it takes him a moment to draw the line from why is that never enough back to everyone who loves you.

...Oh. Oh, yes. He deserves this for being so thoughtless.

At least Van can't see how his ears are burning, though the way he swallows back his shame and the rest of his recriminations is audible.]

You're right. You're--you're right about all of it.

It wouldn't be any kind of solution, whatever it feels like.