[He looks away at the apology combined with the earnest use of the term brother, the stirring of something long buried in his mind prickling at his skin now. He digs his fingernails into the palm of his hand before turning his attention back to Scott.]
It's fine. Don't apologize. It wasn't your fault. It was hers. [And Jennifer is dead now. He saw to that. The other deaths he'd caused had been out of blind rage, mostly. Resentment. But hers. He'd truly enjoyed it. Even now a sick smile touches his mouth as he thinks about killing her.]
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It's fine. Don't apologize. It wasn't your fault. It was hers. [And Jennifer is dead now. He saw to that. The other deaths he'd caused had been out of blind rage, mostly. Resentment. But hers. He'd truly enjoyed it. Even now a sick smile touches his mouth as he thinks about killing her.]
She's dead now.