[And now he had the gall to make him feel guilty. Avery reaches up and runs a hand through his hair, then leans back to hang upside down from the branch by his knees, arms stretched out toward the ground.]

Don't be. It's not like it was actually your fault. And... you were still there, I guess. Making sure no one who wandered in here got too high and mighty.

[keeping watch as he always did.]