Wanda. [He tries to say it delicately, gently.] This isn't something to be protecting me from. You can't save me from the truth.

[Even if he didn't know how to deal with this. It was heavy and horrible and he was sure he'd spend some sleepless nights thinking about it. But that would be away from her and her pain. She took priority.]

This isn't about me, anyway. You the one who I'm worried about. You've been keeping this in since I got here, haven't you?