[She's watching his expression and it's heartbreaking. She wants to comfort him and yet she's the one doing this to him. She's the one making him hurt. It's not her fault and she knows that. She couldn't have known or controlled what's happening now or when they were each brought here. Obviously the Atroma wanted maximum pain for the audience. Their bank accounts will be stuffed after this. But as much as it would be easier to let herself get mad at them, she doesn't have it in her. She feels tears pricking at her own eyes as he says the words she hoped he wouldn't say, and it startles her into action. Maybe hugging him is the worst thing she can do right now, but she can't cry in front of him—not when this is about him. What right does she have to cry for breaking his heart? She holds him close if only to hide her own eyes until it passes.]
Pavel...
I'm so sorry.
[She feels like she should say more. She should tell him what a good friend he is. How much she missed him. How he helped keep her together back then. But how much can she reassure before she's leading him on? Would any of it sound good to him right now or is it all the weakest of consolation prizes?]
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Pavel...
I'm so sorry.
[She feels like she should say more. She should tell him what a good friend he is. How much she missed him. How he helped keep her together back then. But how much can she reassure before she's leading him on? Would any of it sound good to him right now or is it all the weakest of consolation prizes?]