[At his words, her anger falters, and she frowns, taking another step closer, folding her arms over her chest and looking up at him.]
There’s nothing to forgive, damn it. But I could’ve HELPED. I could’ve...
[Done something. She died, anyway, in the end. The least she could’ve done was... be there with him, when he died. Faced whatever it was he went off to face alongside him.]
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There’s nothing to forgive, damn it. But I could’ve HELPED. I could’ve...
[Done something. She died, anyway, in the end. The least she could’ve done was... be there with him, when he died. Faced whatever it was he went off to face alongside him.]
I should’ve been there with you.
[Her voice is very small.]