She wasn't his anymore. She couldn't be his anymore. She was distancing herself from Batman, but that didn't hurt nearly as much as her distancing herself from him.
"It isn't. Nothing I did was fair. You're not the bad guys; you never will be. What I did was deplorable, and now I don't think I paid for it enough. There were months--only months--when I thought of it constantly, when I was so angry, when I hated myself. After that.. I was lucky. I was given a life I never deserved." He choked back tears, unable to even put up the pretense of hiding his emotions. He wasn't going to get it back. He wasn't going to get her back. He let go of the cane and dropped to his knees. "So if I have to atone now--if my last few years are spent alone, paying for what I did--no one should make you feel like a bad person." His voice was barely a whisper, now. "But I pray to God you'll take me back."