[He looks at Nate again as asked, quiet while he talks, but this time there's very little delay before he offers a comment of his own.]

There's no such thing as overthinking.

[He says it with the faintest hint of a smile, remembering a nearly identical conversation he had once at home when Booth had accused him of overthinking and Brennan had chimed in to say that was impossible. He takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly, and then continues more hesitantly.]

I'm just... I'm not going to be good at this, and I don't like not being good at things.

[And of course all the things Nate realized, which are much more the issue, but this is the one he's willing to admit to right now. Besides, it's sort of implying the rest, if incredibly vaguely; he knows he's not good at any sort of fighting from past experience, and the consequences for that were more than serious enough to instill a fear of failure.

But again, he reminds himself that it's just Nate, and it's fine. The light comments help keep that very apparent; this is just practice, and nothing catastrophic is going to happen even if he's the worst ever in history. So he takes another deep breath, then nods more to himself than to Nate.]

But okay. What are we doing first?