"Danny wasn't a monster," he muttered, standing up and stepping past Raj so he could pace. He wasn't good at sitting still when he was conflicted. "He was bitter, lonely, and desperate." Mikhail knew those feelings all too well. "His world was spiraling more and more out of his control. He was trying to get back some of that control. Even though he knew what he was doing was wrong. He was so far gone he didn't care if he lived or died. He just wanted to control it." That was the kicker. Mikhail had tried to do the exact same thing. Eli and Max had refused to kill him. He hadn't hesitated to kill Danny. "Maybe you were right. Maybe he didn't need to die."