"It is my fault. What the fuck good am I if I can't save people? Why the hell am I doing this?" he asked before actually realizing what she said. His eyes widened and he stepped back instinctively.
He let out a breath at her explanation. Okay. He could deal with this. It wasn't any weird than Indrid being able to see what he was going to say a few seconds before he said it. "Fuck. Can I trust you?" Shit, he had so many things he shouldn't talk about, or think about. The Pine Guard, Sylvain, the Abominations... "Wait, are you from Sylvain? Is that how you can do that?"