[she lets herself be held for a long time, until the tears stop falling down her cheeks as quickly. she's silent through this whole time, and then finally sits up straighter. she feels a bit of coldness from the part of her that was leaning on Caitlyn, but she takes a drink of the bottle she's working on as she looks down at the floor.]

She said she doesn't remember... [UGH.] dying for me.

[she spit it as if it physically pains her.]

But she says she probably did it because she thought I deserved to have a life without her. But who the hell is she to make that decision for me? To keep making that decision, and honestly thinking I'm better off without her in my life?