It's on all of us, not just you. You're our boss, but working with you is what taught me that following orders is a choice. We could have gone against you--

[She pauses.]

Hell, I could have killed that senator and prevented everything; I had the opportunity. So, yeah, you messed up. But so did we. If this is on our shoulders, then it's on all of ours, not just yours.

[This is sincere too, if less aching. It doesn't matter that he's not meeting her eyes: she watches him steadily all the same.]