Almost died last time? A distant corner of Lelouch's mind, untouched by his current rage, filed away that information for later, but the rest of him was far more interested in and infuriated by Rolo's apparent unwillingness to believe him. "I'm not lying! You've been nothing but a hindrance to me since day one! The only reason I kept you around was so that I could use you, not because I actually cared about you! And then you killed Shirley!"

His hand curled into a fist around the locket, pressing it deeper and deeper into his palm until the pain made him stop. "All she wanted to do was help me, but you killed her just because you thought she was a threat! She wasn't a threat to anyone, you fucking moron! Did you even give her a chance to explain herself?!"

He raised his fist, clearly intending to strike the boy. If it hadn't been for him, Shirley would have lived that day, and even though it wasn't Rolo's fault that Lelouch and Nunnally were being kept apart right now, did it really fucking matter when he'd taken so much else away that had been hers?