Regulus snapped, any pretense of being logical went out the window. "Because apparently I'm a masochist. I thought maybe, just maybe, I had been wrong as a child. Maybe I hadn't seen everything that had passed with you and our parents. Maybe there was a reason you never showed up to Father's funeral. Maybe you felt slightly guilty that I had to take care of Mother from the second I left school. Maybe, I thought that you cared just a little."
He shook his head. "I'm going to spend the rest of my life in this place, with or without you, but I thought maybe this could be a second chance, but you're proving that I was right all along. That you didn't want to share your friends with me, but you were throwing them in my face. Congratulations, you are great, I'm a terrible person. You lived a meaningful life; I died without a reason. You're great; I'm useless. Anything else before I go? Since we are avoiding each other, I wouldn't want to deprive you of the ability to tell me everything that's wrong with me."