...I can't change what happened, no--I can't go back and correct it--that your feelings didn't matter when they should have. When they should have been paramount.

[he sucks in a breath, pushing off the bedpost to take a step towards Discord, reaching out, gently touching his elbow with the tips of his fingers]

But they matter now. They still matter. So if you're angry with me, or you're not, or even both of those things--that matters. It matters that I hear that, that you're not only allowed but encouraged to say that to me, to tell me what you're feeling, no matter what that is. You deserve to have that sort of support, and I may have failed you in that in the past but I won't fail you in it now, Discord.