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Date: 2023-05-14 03:32 pm (UTC)He shakes his head once, back and forth, keeping his eyes on her.
"You tried. To stop it. It's not your fault we, we couldn't. It's not Steve's fault either." He draws a ragged breath. "You both thought I was dead. Should have been dead. Shouldn't have survived. You couldn't have known. None of this is your fault. Nothing. Don't apologize to me."