I think you're lying. Or...maybe it's more like you've convinced yourself it's true when it's really not. I know I'm stupid, I know I miss obvious things, and I keep trying to get better and I don't always do well. But you don't...act like it's all fine. That it doesn't matter.
And honestly...honestly it shouldn't not matter.
[There is a pause and she had been looking at the table, but then she'll look at him.] Because what I did was wrong. I should have tried to convince you, tried to get help, I should have done a lot of things, but I was so scared. I was scared I would be too late to help you, so I did something drastic because I just...didn't know what else to do at the time.
Because I'm a stupid kid.
But understand I don't regret doing something to help save your life. I regret the way I did it, because that way hurt you. I....understand that.
But there is something else I...I want you to understand too...