[And he looks so tired.]

If I could go back, to where you are - were - [A faint frown, but working that out isn't what matters right now.] I would. I'd take that like a shot. But I can't get a do-over, even here. I know that. I'm not hoping for anything.

[And that, the lack of hope, has to be at least part of what has him feeling so lost.]