Tuck's admission, ripped from his throat still raw with hurt and anger, should have sent Will staggering. As it was, the knife of guilt sank deep, but guilt and anger felt like much the same thing right now, and he couldn't stop the awful rush of words. "Bullshit. Bullshit, that's different an' you know it. You left us, you made that choice. I never got any sort of choice, you have no idea—"