It wasn't my fault?! [The outburst is sudden, body trembling. If the water was truly still, there would be ripples with how much he's shaking.] Of course it was my fault! I killed you with my own hands!
[It's hard to hold back tears. It's nearly impossible when staring down the only person who ever told him he loved him and that very same person was murdered outright by his own doing. Maybe he hadn't much of a choice then, maybe he felt betrayed, but the scene had played itself over in his mind countless times. Surely, there must have been some other way?
Regardless, his hands were still the ones left stained at the end of the day, whether he was truly at fault or not. Tears begin to spill over, despite his best efforts.]
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[It's hard to hold back tears. It's nearly impossible when staring down the only person who ever told him he loved him and that very same person was murdered outright by his own doing. Maybe he hadn't much of a choice then, maybe he felt betrayed, but the scene had played itself over in his mind countless times. Surely, there must have been some other way?
Regardless, his hands were still the ones left stained at the end of the day, whether he was truly at fault or not. Tears begin to spill over, despite his best efforts.]