[ That should probably make sense, and it should probably be comforting. In the context of the gang war, though, it sends another wave of guilt crashing over her hard enough to make her nauseous. She tilts her head even further down, propping it against the edge of the table in the process of curling even further in on herself. ]
...It's because I know how many people are dead because of me.
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...It's because I know how many people are dead because of me.