"I didn't leave by choice!" She yelled, the emotion tearing through her throat "never by choice! You were ripped from my arms when I was weak, when I couldn't do anything, when I could barely react! And then, and then, I couldn't get to you!" The vines smashed through the window, shattering glass everywhere, and moved around her, thinking she was in danger "no matter what I did, I couldn't get to you, couldn't get you away!'i did everything I could, but if I was dead I couldn't do anything for you!"