[ He notes that she's shutting down on him a little abruptly, and he wonders if that means he's upset her somehow. If the topic itself is upsetting.

Damn it. Of course it's upsetting. And it's on him. Dredging up things she's rather not talk about for the sake of his curiosity. She's entitled to her secrets. Entitled to privacy. ]

It's okay, Wanda. It's- seriously, you don't have anything to apologize for. [ He's the one who should be sorry, and it gives him a sharp little pang that he can't even explain to her why. ]

...I can't imagine what it was like to go through that. [ To not only lose her parents, but to then be experimented on and imprisoned. The unfairness of that turn strikes him as particularly cruel. He hesitates. ]

But I do know something about how hard it is to... to open up about things like that. Even when you want to. [ His eyes drop to the table again. ]

I think it's brave as hell that you were willing to share it anyway.