[ He lied to you. Benji doesn't recoil at the words, but his face visibly falls, the realization that something has happened patently different from actually hearing it confirmed. There's no one to blame but himself for his foolishness, a truth that's just as hard to come to terms with. ]
You weren't supposed to be hurt.
[ He doesn't quite seem to be able to look her in the eye, his gaze instead hovering somewhere just over her shoulder. (He'd killed those people, and for what? For nothing? What had he died for, then? And how, if No One had gotten to him so easily, does he know she's not lying, too? It's a dangerous thought to follow down the rabbit hole, but the warrens only multiply the more he tries to parse things out.) ]
Nobody else was supposed to be hurt.
[ Hurt, which means he recognizes that something went wrong, that the lives lost were not, in fact, for some greater cause. ]
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You weren't supposed to be hurt.
[ He doesn't quite seem to be able to look her in the eye, his gaze instead hovering somewhere just over her shoulder. (He'd killed those people, and for what? For nothing? What had he died for, then? And how, if No One had gotten to him so easily, does he know she's not lying, too? It's a dangerous thought to follow down the rabbit hole, but the warrens only multiply the more he tries to parse things out.) ]
Nobody else was supposed to be hurt.
[ Hurt, which means he recognizes that something went wrong, that the lives lost were not, in fact, for some greater cause. ]