Seeing Cas' face then, it was obvious that the guy was really conflicted. And all of a sudden, Cole felt extremely ill-equipped to deal with this. What he was going to say... what advice he was capable of giving... it wasn't going to make him feel any better. Not in the slightest. Cole didn't have the luxury of time on his hands during both his whirlwind adventures in Empire City and New Marais. Not only that, but he'd given his heart to Trish and that was really all there was to it. There was no dealing with anyone else for a long time, sane or otherwise.
"I know what you mean about Meg," Cole started there before offering a sigh and looking once more to the progress of the tattoo before looking back with a frown. "I pushed both of them away. My life was insane enough without these women that would've been nothing but a bad influence on me. I mean, Sasha was imbalanced and more in love with another aspect of who I was, rather than the real me," which was the simplest way of putting it here, "And Nix? She..."
Cole looked down then. "She was like me in so many ways. Dragged into a world she wanted no part of, but ended up there without having a choice in the matter. It broke her and she saw me as someone to relate to. But she was angry, so angry. I helped her out here and there, but until the very end I pushed her away too." Then she gave her life to stop the Beast. Cole was still trying to process that fact. Deep down she'd been a good soul, just... broken by becoming a conduit and seeing her mother die for it.
"I knew my decision because I knew I had a job to do, and that job was to be a good person. To not let myself fall into these worlds where I'd only be encouraged to do things that were completely against what I wanted to be." Cole shrugged his free shoulder then, letting out a soft sigh. "Nix was good deep down though. Every day I regret not being able to help her more."