I lost her, Freddie. When she needed me most. I'm the one who lost her, I'm the reason she was hurt. She has every right to hate me, hell, she should hate me, but she doesn't because she's a child and children trust too damned easily.
Little Henry got possessed, Hermione fights far too hard for a girl her age, and now Bo. Lucifer does hate humanity, and he's proving it by taking it out on the most innocent of us. And I'm no fighter, I can't protect them, any of them. I'm not Jo, I'm not Natasha.
Maybe some people can have families during the Apocalypse. But I don't think that I'm one of them.