[He remembers what she said back then, and it hurts as much as it did then. But this?]
Ach...Benna...
[His own eyes start to burn, his throat tightening to make his voice just a pained whisper as he both rushes to her and pulls her to him, his hand trembling from the overwhelming emotions that threaten to spill over.]
No...no of course not...
[If that was hers, then what of him? Was his dying body and his own death his penance for not seeing the truth sooner? Was watching her die and unable to save her his own?]
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Ach...Benna...
[His own eyes start to burn, his throat tightening to make his voice just a pained whisper as he both rushes to her and pulls her to him, his hand trembling from the overwhelming emotions that threaten to spill over.]
No...no of course not...
[If that was hers, then what of him? Was his dying body and his own death his penance for not seeing the truth sooner? Was watching her die and unable to save her his own?]