"To be fair, it's not like I wore a mask," Rina said lightly. "Eventually, the internet being what it is, someone was going to figure out who I was." Which was the truth. She wasn't someone like Spider-Woman who hid behind a mask. And how many Indian superheroines were there running around, anyway? Wearing one might have been a smart decision, but it was too late to do anything about it now anyway.

Tentatively, Rina took a few steps towards him, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder, before letting it drop. He was being hard on himself, and though she knew that human contact was soothing when in pain, she also something of what he'd been through, and she didn't know where their boundaries lay. They were facing each other after a very long time, after all.

"You can't take all the blame for yourself on this. I don't know what it is that I can say here, Robbie, that you haven't heard before. But look at this, our world. Not the one we're currently standing in, of course," she said, looking around, "but the one we're from. Probablility. This was going to happen at some point." She sighed softly and crossed her arms. She'd wondered, since the incident, if she could have done anything to change. Maybe, if she'd still had the full functionality of her powers, she could have seen the incident and warned someone.

But such thoughts were useless. Her mother had always said that certain things were fated to happen, that no matter how hard one tried to avoid a fate, it wouldn't be avoid. Fixed disasters in time or something.
"I don't blame you for any of it."