[ her eyes lift to him as he admits his own losses, his gaze paralleling his honesty. she's reminded of the men she's come to know, people like steve and clint, ones who suffer tremendously and do everything to hold themselves together on the surface.

she doesn't know him well, but his attempt at reassurances makes her wonder if he carries weight like that too. ]

I think I've ... tried both of those. [ neither have ended well for her. but ... he's trying to help her, and it isn't fair of her to not show her own efforts of trying. even if she has little will to.

after briefly staying quiet, looking at her hands, she looks back at him, nodding. ]

I, um — I don't actually have much to go back to. But I'll at least try to pull my weight here. Maybe I could ... be useful somehow.