[At the very least Mob recognized that Robby and sensei were helping. Oh, by the way, hates that Mob is calling him Mr. Larusso now. Absolutely loathes that. He was still Mob's sensei, dammit.]

You made a mistake. You had that fight with your brother the night before. [Yes, he heard that. And yes, he was still thinking about it.] It isn't any surprise you weren't thinking clearly. [There's emphasis to his words that was unusual for him. Instead of the relatively neutral tone, there is passion in it.]

Trying is enough. You can't think failure as not trying hard enough. There's no scale that anyone can base that off of.

Stop being so hard on yourself. It won't help you get where you want to be. And guilt will eat you until there's nothing left.