[He whirls around to face the smug asshole (of course he's fucking here, why wouldn't he be)]
No, I- I didn't-
[Didn't mean it? It was an accident? Even through the panic and confusion, he already knows any justifications are meaningless. Nothing can make this right.
Floe is dead. She's dead, and he killed her.
His stomach churns and threatens to out its contents, but he swallows hard to keep it down.]
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No, I- I didn't-
[Didn't mean it? It was an accident? Even through the panic and confusion, he already knows any justifications are meaningless. Nothing can make this right.
Floe is dead. She's dead, and he killed her.
His stomach churns and threatens to out its contents, but he swallows hard to keep it down.]
Why didn't you stop me?