[Louis shakes his head again.] And you still saved me last night.
[He starts to get up from the couch, half-bent over with pain and guilt both. He moves to the fridge but before he opens it for a blood bag, he steps back. What does he deserve any more?
Louis feels the same as after Paul died, how the guilt eats him from the inside out, how he feels as if nothing can erase his sins. And there is no confessional here.]
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[He starts to get up from the couch, half-bent over with pain and guilt both. He moves to the fridge but before he opens it for a blood bag, he steps back. What does he deserve any more?
Louis feels the same as after Paul died, how the guilt eats him from the inside out, how he feels as if nothing can erase his sins. And there is no confessional here.]