She couldn't ebb the flow of tears that filled her eyes and then overflowed hotly down her cheeks. "Oh my God. . how could. ." In fixed horror, she continued to watch the scene playing out before her. Her breath came in harsh, ragged gasps, and finally, she could watch no more.
Moving to the couch, she collapsed down, burying her face in her hands, "How could he. . his own son. . please" She didn't know if anyone could hear her, if Toshio could hear her or if he was trapped in the scene until it played out.
Lifting her head, eyes red rimmed, lower lip bitten, she swallowed, "I know. . I know. . I'm sorry, I can't understand what you went through . . but why are you trying to hurt other people?"