[ A lot has happened in the past few days alone. And they had thought the length of the week without them was long enough. There's only so much dissociating one can do though. ]

I can't - don't want to force him to think differently.

[ To consider forgiving. It's in his right to hate them for it. Their head raises, offering a smile, even if it does hurt to even think about. After everything they've gone through Virginia together, and even in the past weeks. That connection and extension of feeling like family with Marcoh - all burned to ashes. ]

I hurt him, too. In the end, it was still me. It was still my hand that did it.