[Of all things, it's that one which gets the guilty response. He's not sorry for partying too hard or for freaking you out, dude. But he is ashamed that he can't seem to just figure out how to live without adult supervision like the rest of the entire city has. His features soften out, sadness breaking through the usual indifference.
Stanley is used to screwing up, he's used to getting things wrong and getting into bad spots. But his mom used to be around to at least make sure his basic needs were met. And frankly, it turns out he is total shit at doing that for himself. Tony would give him hell for it if he were here now. How hard is it to take care of yourself? Pretty fucking hard, man. But he can't say that. It's not hard for anyone else.]
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Stanley is used to screwing up, he's used to getting things wrong and getting into bad spots. But his mom used to be around to at least make sure his basic needs were met. And frankly, it turns out he is total shit at doing that for himself. Tony would give him hell for it if he were here now. How hard is it to take care of yourself? Pretty fucking hard, man. But he can't say that. It's not hard for anyone else.]
It's just the flu.