Stone Circle the blood on my hands scares me to death

Honestly, for talking out of his ass he thought he was doing pretty good so far...er, well he was. Soon his words turned against him as he struck a nerve, the earthen woman turning a hard stare onto him as he visibly flinched wide-eyed, What— no no no, I mean— I don't really know you or your relationships but that's not at all what I meant— Oh Gods who let him talk for that long, he was mostly rambling trying to make sense of his own thoughts.

I'm not really sure of how else to word it I guess— just— I dunno... A short pause was given unless the other spoke up, but eventually, the woodland boy would find his words again, Do you think it's your fault? There were a lot of things he blamed himself for, things he knew realistically maybe he shouldn't or there was no way to truly fault himself...but that didn't make the feeling go away.