Be careful! [she scolds gently at that gasp, though she still takes his hand, holding it there in place in case that will somehow help him not be in pain. She closes her eyes, presses her cheek into his hand, focusing on the warmth of it against her skin even as it trembles -- or maybe that's her own lips that are trembling. She can't really tell the difference.]

I-I should have been able to control it. I... [she presses her lips tightly together and sucks in a deep breath, forcing herself to open her eyes even if they burn at the edges like she's just on the edge of tears.] I love you, and I... I tried to kill you. That's all wrong.

[Even when he'd been possessed, Scott had never hurt her, not really. He'd always been able to retain that piece of himself. But she'd been so confused, so sure she'd been doing the right thing even as she screamed at herself, that... how could she really ever make up for that? How could she not be blamed for that?]