So they had intended a psychological effect with those drugs...
Guilt again wedged itself into his chest and all at once it was hard to breathe. His fingers curled in on themselves and his mouth tightened into a line, but nothing else betrayed that unhappy reaction. He should have told her not to go. He should have done something instead of blindly follow Ms. Littleton along and encourage her decision to go to that damn Medical Wing. It would be safe, he told her. There wasn't a reason to worry. Why on earth would it be a trap? If she had gone with him to find Martin Landel, surely she would have di---
His eyes shut tight behind the veil, hard enough to see flashes of light. There were a lot of things he could say to that, really. It would especially be all too easy to fault the woman in front of him simply for her association. In the end, it was only one word that ended up being vocalized. "Why?"
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Guilt again wedged itself into his chest and all at once it was hard to breathe. His fingers curled in on themselves and his mouth tightened into a line, but nothing else betrayed that unhappy reaction. He should have told her not to go. He should have done something instead of blindly follow Ms. Littleton along and encourage her decision to go to that damn Medical Wing. It would be safe, he told her. There wasn't a reason to worry. Why on earth would it be a trap? If she had gone with him to find Martin Landel, surely she would have di---
His eyes shut tight behind the veil, hard enough to see flashes of light. There were a lot of things he could say to that, really. It would especially be all too easy to fault the woman in front of him simply for her association. In the end, it was only one word that ended up being vocalized. "Why?"