[Fortunately, he doesn't keep holding onto her for much longer after she re-confirms that yes, it happened.]
[His grip slackens, and he leans back heavily against the back of his own chair. He raises a hand to his face, pressing the heel of it to the bridge of his nose and gripping the tips of his fingers into his scalp. And then he laughs, quietly and a bit unhinged.]
I did it, I really...
[The rest of what she said starts to catch up, and with a deep breath he comes back to himself, at least mostly. A small, confused frown starts on his face.]
no subject
[His grip slackens, and he leans back heavily against the back of his own chair. He raises a hand to his face, pressing the heel of it to the bridge of his nose and gripping the tips of his fingers into his scalp. And then he laughs, quietly and a bit unhinged.]
I did it, I really...
[The rest of what she said starts to catch up, and with a deep breath he comes back to himself, at least mostly. A small, confused frown starts on his face.]
...he apologized?