( Her conviction is - what troubles his decayed heart most, just as much as what she says. )

... And what if it happens again? Is it fair to everyone else— is my life really worth the life of any other person's here? I...

( He doesn't think so.

He can't understand why no one rejects them the way they should - seeing... something in him that can't be there. He might have tried to fix them, but that doesn't mean - he isn't - he was just afraid for himself. He was being selfish - that was it, he thinks. )

... I was just thinking about myself, when I tried to get help. That's all. ( He's not a good person. Don't look at him with - kindness. It's better served toward others deserving. ) Because... then I'd be the sort of monster I've always hated. Even if I already am a monster, I...

( He trails off, not sure how to finish that thought. He - just... doesn't want to lose himself to this curse, he thinks. He wants to hold onto what scraps of himself there are left, but—

It isn't fair to ask for the chance, when it puts others at such risk. He's already dead, but the people here— )

... It isn't fair to take that chance away from the living.