[If she had tried to comfort him maybe he could have believed she was sorry. He might have believed she cared, that she actually gave a damn about Miranda. But he doesn't, he hears that detachment and any chance of trying to think she cared and trying to not be angry at her, is gone.

It's enough to make him look at her with something far more angry then he probably ever has been around her and he points once more at her, not standing but that's only because he doesn't trust himself.]

No you're not, Catherine. If you did you wouldn't have been on Reach, you would have with us, you wouldn't have been making your soldiers from the children you made me help you with! [He only stops because he looks down and shakes his head.]