Cole blinked. He might not be the most adept at these situations but he was a bright fellow. He'd said something wrong. Something about wounds or battle had hit a nerve. He thought she was going to cry for a moment there. She even tried to recover with a little remark but closed up tight almost right away. He'd definitely done something wrong.
Now he suddenly felt like a cad and a heel...and he had no idea why. He nodded slowly at her as she turned away and help the pane in place with her eyes squeezed shut. He reached out with one hand to hold it in place, starting to use the sealant as he spoke. "Uh, I think I can handle this one if you'd like to go and...get a drink...or something," he said, struggling to think of how to fix this. His only idea was to give her an out, a way to take off for a bit. He'd have to apologize later, once he figured out what happened. He didn't look up at her; he just held the window and worked.