He watched Claudio out the corner of his eye while he went through the motions of getting down to his level. He half flinched when Claudio reached out to him, glaring at him through his hair to try and continue keeping him back, but as Claudio talked he found himself worrying in spite of everything

And then Trauma rolled his eyes in spite of himself because really.

"I don't...I can't hate you. Where would you even-" Trauma can't fathom the idea okay? And considering how horrible he feels he's pretty sure there's no way he could. If he could, he would shrug this off. Like another person fucking up was a new thing in his life. Seriously. The reason he even was angry, fighting like this at all was because he couldn't.

"If you didn't know, how'd you find out?" He asked, finally. Sounding tired and mostly just distanced. Though his eyes were blue again when he looked at him.