He was hurting, inside, outside... To the point that it was just hard to lay there and recuperate. She was right though, he wouldn't. He couldn't. It would be the end to so many. Jo, Heather, Robin, Marian, Gabriel, her... There was a long list of people that he'd grabbed either before they died or from the cusp of death.
She might have hid it from him, but... He couldn't hide it if she were looking at her. He lay on his back, and tears leaked from the corners of his eyes. This time it wasn't because she had caused him a good deal of physical pain. "Me.. I would have been worse. And I was tempted." If she wasn't listening, she wouldn't have heard it. He had changed it in the last moment. Unwilling to cause himself more emotional pain that she had already. "I'm not going to stop doing things just because you think they are a jab at you. Not everything I do will be because of you." Okay this was. This was because of her. But he wasn't going to give in.