It could have been me. It could have been, except I had you, and Bethany, and Adelaide, and so many others, and he had no one. He saw them kill his parents and he had no one.
[It's not about Anders having to see it, then. It's about the fact that it happened. And Anders was right in front of it, and could not stop it. Anders isn't just a bleeding heart.]
You know you're not to blame. You know you couldn't have done anything.
[He wants to argue that, but can't come up with any arguments. He'd done all he could. He hadn't turned the boy into an abomination. He hadn't angered the boy. He'd just not saved him.
Another exhale.]
I know. I know I did all I could. But I'm never going to forget the way he cried out for his parents, or the way it felt to help Herian cut through his neck. But he was in pain and I couldn't let the pain keep getting worse.
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And I couldn't even be there for him.
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You know you're not to blame. You know you couldn't have done anything.
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Another exhale.]
I know. I know I did all I could. But I'm never going to forget the way he cried out for his parents, or the way it felt to help Herian cut through his neck. But he was in pain and I couldn't let the pain keep getting worse.