"Well crying won't do much, I don't plan on letting you walk your path alone" he replied to her with a grim look on his face. "You killed a man who himself was simply trying to get by, and was desperate" he shouted to her, noticing her continue to walk away. His face continued frowning, and he decided to slowly jogged up to her so he could continue. "You thought what you did was right, but in the end who are you to decide who lives, and dies" he continued his train of thought. "In the end if we killed whoever we wish whether or not our reason was just, than we will in the end become the same as they where" his heart started to feel heavy. "People aren't monsters, and neither are you. Whether they have killed or not it isn't your place to decide if they live or die, but for the police outside, and if they never find out then let the people who had killed carry the burden, and not you yourself" he looked down at her face as she kept it cloaked. "And I know that you now have to carry that burden, but you need to listen to me when I say this, you're not a monster, and we can still hope that one day we will get out of this alive." He finished his train of thoughts, and watched her contemplate what to do next.