[ D'Artagnan stays quiet, his hands dropping to his sides.

Fighting with Jack had upset him more than he'd realised. He hadn't expected Hanna to withdraw from him so completely, and he definitely hadn't expected Jack to follow. He glances away, eyebrows lifting. ]

You were angry with me. I should have known you would be. I know you care for Hanna.

[ He lifts one shoulder, awkward. ]

I didn't think it would stop us being friends. That's all.