His was the only death on our side. And he wasn't even, technically... His was the only civilian death. We thrashed them so fuckin' bad. And it-- it didn't even matter. It was exactly what I wanted and it woulda been something to brag about forever if it hadn't been him. I wouldn't have cared. Shouldn't have. But I loved him and I could've loved him more and it's my own fault I can't. May as well have set the bar on fire my fucking self.

[shuts up abruptly like wow that was not supposed to all come spilling out.]