"It doesn't matter. I still... I still let her die! Lust slit her throat and I stood there and watched it. Then -- "

His chest tightened as he took in a sharp breath, gasping for air after a fresh round of sobs. He squeezes his eyes shut, his voice starting to shake as his arms tightened around his brother.

"Then I -- " He stops short, his entire body trembling at the mere thought of what he was about to say. When he finally speaks his voice is brutally raw, almost broken. Contempt and heavy guilt cling to every word. "I killed someone, Al."