[Oh. Okay, in retrospect, that being the issue should probably have been obvious: the circumstances are just so different in Shaw's mind that the clear parallel honestly didn't occur to her. She curls her one arm tighter still around Root's back, and then shifts to lean Root against her side rather than holding her from the front.]

You don't have to apologize.

[She nudges her chin into Root's hair, tucking Root's head into the crook of her neck.]

But, uh, for what it's worth? I like doing this stuff with you because-- okay, honestly, yeah, because you're really good at it. But also because I trust you not to harm me, even when you're hurting me.

You're nothing like they were.