[He was framed, this is all a misunderstanding, he-- wait. Oh.

Bene is visibly taken aback.]

...I did.

[With a deep exhale, he backs up to sit against the edge of his desk, his hands curled over its edges to prop him up, a hangdog look overtaking any fearfulness. When he speaks again, it's with guilty resignation.]

I'm a little surprised he came to you about it.