[all he feels once he realizes what he's done, the unchangeable damage he's wrought, is a deep, all encompassing guilt. he wonders if he might have preferred to slip away without understanding it all, but he's dimly aware that's a final moment of selfishness in a life too full of them.
he looks up towards her, and of course he's not angry. in fact:]
I didn't... deserve better.
[he never has, and it wasn't her fault. his last thought is a desperate hope that she knows this.]
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he looks up towards her, and of course he's not angry. in fact:]
I didn't... deserve better.
[he never has, and it wasn't her fault. his last thought is a desperate hope that she knows this.]
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... Idiot. Don't say that.
[And that's the last thing Arthur hears, before he dies... and then, he wakes up.]