[She's so grateful when she sees Lelouch destroy the knightmare unit she's in, but her chest tightens again as she watches her bloodied visage pick up a nearby gun and fire it until it jams. She's afraid for her brother for a moment. But he's here. He's alive, so nothing like that could have happened, right? And besides...he isn't Japanese.
Genocide. That was the crime she denied in her long list. That was the one she believed she never could have done.
Tear-filled eyes stare at the screen, unable to look away. She's talking to Lelouch. She's so confused. Stop being confused! Remember who you are! Remember you would never do this. Stop. Please stop.
"Yes, I would have liked that—you and I together."]
L-Lelouch...
[The sound of the gun rings in her ears as she watches her body fall.
She was so sure they were mistaken. That Lelouch would never hurt her.
Her sobs have stopped as she watches the screen go dark. There are still quiet tears but she's not quite breathing. She just feels frozen for the moment.]