It's a lot, everything she says and he can't help but feel a little guilty about it all. He brings his hands up to stroke through her hair slowly hand settling on the back of his neck and stroking his thumb against it as he listens.

"They erased me after Odessa. I had a breakdown when I remembered you, freaked out. Tried to kill my handlers, well, let's be honest killed a couple of them," he says quietly. "I'm glad you were okay."

He doesn't even want to imagine what it might have been like if he'd actually been sent to kill her. It would have been too much, he might have put a bullet in his brain when he remembered it.