He knows that Yuri probably doesn't realize that he's making the situation worse with what he's saying; he knows it's just how the other is. God does it make Yuuri want to curl up and never wake up though. His eyes burn from unshed tears as he ducks his head, closing his eyes tightly to try and fight them off as an apology--as several apologies--start to bubble up in his throat.

Thankfully the other keeps talking and it gives Yuuri a chance to compose himself. He's able to focus on what Yuri's actually saying and remind himself that the other is young. How much experience could he possibly having dealing with anxiety ridden adults? He's being his usual blunt self, that's all.

The fact that Yuri was even here meant that he actually did give at least a few shits.

"I can't--I messed up. I got too ambitious and I screwed up. And then his face when he was watching everyone else--watching you--" Yuuri's voice cracks and he quickly reaches up with both hands to rub his eyes, sucking in a quick breath.

Keep it together, Katsuki.

"I promised him a gold and I can't...I'm not going to be able to deliver."