Anna looked up at him with tears still in her eyes as he spoke to her, telling her how he felt about her killing off all of those people. He, to her surprise, was okay with it. Glad she had done that to them even. He was convincing her that the people she had killed were the monsters in this situation, not her. And slowly, she began to see his reasoning. They had caused so much pain toward she and James. Maybe to even more people neither of them knew of. Now that they were dead and gone, they couldn't cause that pain to them or anyone else for that matter. They were gone and it was a good thing they were. But still, they didn't change the fact that SHE had killed them. Had she been upset if they had died in some other way? No, absolutely not. She would have been just as relieved as James was right now. But because it was her that had done the deed. Because she found she had it in her to kill a living being. That was what upset her the most.

Carefully wiping the tears from her eyes and looking back at him, she was prepared for his hug, only to have his hands go right through her. She looked at him in surprise, a confused look on her face. She knew she could touch him, as she had done it before. She had never really thought about it that touching worked both ways. She guessed they knew now that it didn't. Moving closer to him, she wrapped her arms around him, her face buried against his neck as she relaxed there, speaking softly to him, "It just.....it scares me James....I never would have thought I would ever have it in me to kill a person....what if it happens again? What if I kill someone with my powers who doesn't deserve to die like those people did?"

She was sure she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she did. She could already barely stand it that James was dead now because of her. They had poured that blood on them because of her. If it hadn't been for that, then that bucket wouldn't have landed on his head and he wouldn't be dead. In a way now, it was her fault he was dead. She couldn't help but blame herself for it. Holding herself tighter to him, she kissed him once again before burying her face against the front of his shirt, "I'm sorry James....that this happened to you....They wouldn't have done that to you if it hadn't been for me...."