[Walter is outright frowning now, an expression that instantly stands out on his boyish face. What made her so afraid of this? Something very specific must have happened. He softens his expression and continues, hand still on her shoulder, even leaning a little further down]

Ms. Quigley, I might not be able to tell you what "you" were thinking, but what I can say is that I chose to go all the way back to the compound. That was my choice! I was choosing that, and it was a choice. If I have any regrets about it now, that's not because you took away any part of my choice. Okay?