It's fine, Misato, I— [He pauses, seeming to pick up on her worry. He would feel the same way if their positions were switched, wouldn't he?]

I left my apartment. Even if I'm not a danger right now, I feel like I can't stay there. I'll... find a direction, I'm sure. I just need time. [This all feels agonizingly familiar to him, but that's all the more reason for him to pursue it. There has to be a light at the end of the tunnel: it's only a matter of finding it.]