[Man, Dist isn't even judging. He finds a place for himself to sit at Iago's desk (paying no mind to the book pile) and neatly crosses his legs.]

You have absolutely nothing to apologize for. I am just barely containing my rage about all of this myself.

[And the reason for that is because...]

I had a feeling you might be taking this terribly, so...I thought you might not want to be completely alone.