Her breath caught and she snapped back, pressed against the wall. Traitorous tears springing to her eyes and she has nothing. She ran. She knew he didn't want her to die but she didn't want him to live like that--like this--she--She did nothing. Nothing.

"I'm a traitor. I ran. Don't you think I know what I did?!"

And then she stalked across the elevator, stopping just short of him. Even with her old and he young, he's taller than her but she looks up at him without flinching or fear. If she died here, would that make this right. "Don't tell me what I did when I had to live with being that traitor and that horrible person to him and don't you dare tell me I can't try to make this up to him. Don't you dare try to tell me what I already know!"

"I condemned three trolls--you condemned millions. Don't you dare compare us."