"Sometimes I think I deserve to be ruined. I couldn't save him. I couldn't save you. I couldn't even save myself." Her voice was dull, and Lust twisted her hands together, still turned toward Scar. Ironic, that he was the one telling her not to just live with her guilt.

But she supposed he would know best.

"I want to be a good person, I do. But sometimes I wonder how I possibly could be."

It was impossible to hide from it, here in this empty dead place. The doubts and fears that only assaulted her in the dark depths of sleepless nights.