“You couldn’t have stopped it even if you were.” Cam reminded him softly, knowing that none of them could have and that saying as much wasn’t going to be much of a comfort, but it was the truth at least.
“It’s not your fault, Thras. You didn’t fail them. You loved them and they knew that, even to the end. They wouldn’t blame you for this and they wouldn’t want to see you blame yourself either.”
“I could have gotten them out,” he argued, desperation marring his usually cheerful tone. “I could have gotten them out had I been here. There would have been enough shadows.”
The thoughts kept him up most nights. Honestly, Thras couldn’t remember the last time he had slept more than two hours and it was wearing him down bad.