Tobias had no idea if Simms had specific people in mind to poison, although he had tried to tell Tobias that it would be 'random' as if that would somehow reassure Tobias, or comfort him. It didn't really matter now, he supposed. But he firmly believed that if Tobias hadn't done something, the people in charge would have just let it happen. It wasn't like They didn't have people 'on reserve' to take the place of those who might have died.
He watched Juno, his hands sliding back into his pockets. He had no idea what Simms would have done, and to who, after. He'd already hurt a lot of people, and Cecilia might have died from hypothermia. Maybe Simms would have raped Juno. Maybe he would have killed someone with his bare hands. These thoughts went round and round in his head, the logical side of him wanting to ease the guilt he felt from what had happened. There was justification to it, and he knew that. It was just hard to forget it. Tobias believed Juno when she said she would have tried to kill Simms. Would she have been successful in those circumstances? Or would Simms have overpowered her and killed her instead. Tobias didn't know, and it made his stomach hurt to think about it.
He nodded at her words, feeling torn between being grateful for them, and made uncomfortable by them. It was a strange combination of emotions. "I think... I will feel better... eventually. And I'm sorry he hurt you as much as he did," Tobias said. "I should have done something sooner." It wasn't as if he hadn't had the opportunities. He'd just been too scared.