[ He doesn't expect that angle. His expression goes still and knotted up with a grim kind of sympathy, because he manages to hit the nail pretty much on the head. Except for that last part. Hellboy doesn't wait for Anduin to finish speaking before he interjects, balling his hands on the table. ]

Hey, no -- I'm not angry at you, kid. That wasn't your fault. I just wish it hadn't.. I'd been able to stop before.. [ He falters and clears his throat. ] I'd take it back if I could.