[She's apologizing again. Apologizing for something that isn't her fault. Yuan knows that if she'd been given a choice, she would never have left Luceti at all. It's the nature of this world that's to blame.

For a moment, he's overcome by the urge to take Martel's hand, or place a hand on her shoulder. Anything that might be a soothing gesture. But she's sitting across from him, with a table blocking the way, so he loses his nerve again.]

You aren't to blame for this situation. There's nothing anyone can do to change it. ... It's a common philosophy to make the best of things while one's stuck here.

[Which is easier said than done when bad things keep happening.]