Yeah, that had been the wrong thing to say. "He tried," he said. "It didn't work out the way he hoped." Colin was rather proud of himself for that. "I killed him instead, burned down his house and took the kid to the cops."
He couldn't deny the torture part. It wasn't important. "I'm okay, Becky," he assured her. "It doesn't matter anymore. He's really dead. He can't hurt anyone else anymore. I won't be what he tried to make me be. And it pisses him off to no end, let me tell you." Colin managed a small half-smile at that.
"We can't change what happened." Yeah, more hypocrisy. Again, she needed to hear it. "Robbie wouldn't want you to blame yourself. I don't want you to blame yourself. It's not your fault. Any of it. And it can't be changed. I'm so sorry, but that's true."