[There are a number of things to say, but none of them seem appropriate after that final question. Veronica would like to point out that what's going on with Jughead is likely less a matter of intelligence, and more a matter of feeling lost. She doesn't know Jughead well—but she's picked up enough from Betty's discomfort and allusions along the way to figure out that he just wanted his family back together. She can sympathize with that. She's been there. Seeking out a family where he doesn't feel like a ruinous splotch is probably—well. It's fair.

She just doesn't expect Archie to get that. Not right away. He's coming from a different angle, with a father who believes in doing right and having morals and a number of other things. Archie's naive belief that they can just talk things out comes from a very obvious source: Fred Andrews himself. In a lot of ways, he's a rabbit among snakes. Veronica knows better than to exclude herself.

Which is why the next bit comes out of her mouth:]

I want to. I'm not even sure I should be here. It's not fair to you. ... Or to me. [They know what lies ahead. It goes unspoken.] But I missed this ... you. We didn't even get our second date set.