Nate had come to the door halfway through the playback. For a moment he just stared. He could see the blue girl in the center of the floor, and her twin playing over the simulation. It was evident was was going on. He felt a short pang of recognition. It had only been maybe a week since he'd been in that exact same situation after all. Standing in the doorway, his gaze softened slightly as he watched her sink to the floor. A week ago, he would have turned and walked out. Let the girl deal with her own problems. But not now. He was Iron Lad. A hero. And he didn't walk away, despite the mistakes he'd made.

Walking over to her, he made sure she could hear him coming, and stayed in her line of sight the whole time. He didn't want to startle her after all. When he was within a few feet of her, he sank to his knees in front of her as well, hands in his lap as he stared down at them.

"It's not easy, huh?" His voice was quiet, understanding. Without a trace of any animosity. "Seeing yourself do things like that."