The apology made him crumble a little, any annoyance and anger he'd felt drained away and he rubbed his hand down his face with a tired sigh. Even after dropping his hand to his side, he kept his eyes closed, head tilted back to rest against the wall as well.

"...No. It is not your fault. I am just... frustrated," He opened his eyes, head still tilted back, looking at Athelstan at the odd angle, "You have nothing to be sorry for. It is... mm. Not your problem. It is our problem, yes? And now, we can start to fix it."