She's not sure how he can be so understanding of what she had done, she had led him to his death and he hadn't known. Even in his illness and confusion, he had trusted her. For a moment she's not sure she can breathe. She can't even recall how many times she had lured men to their deaths without a single thought or care. They had all trusted her too. She could try to comfort herself with the knowledge that they had not been good people, but in the end it had still been subterfuge.

"But I'm angry."

She's not quite sobbing, but she's not even trying to hold back her tears or stop herself from really feeling how she feels. Its supposed to be healing...allowing yourself to feel.

"I shouldn't have taken off to find Neil and the others. I should have stayed with you, then maybe you wouldn't have gotten sick. Then I..."

Wouldn't have had to kill him...