[He rubs his head as he gets to his feet, leaning against the tree for support. His vision is swimming with the sap pulsing through his veins like steroids, making his heart race.]
That's not why I did it.
[But she knows that. Why would he care about the rest of the world? He doesn't. Didn't is probably more accurate. Who would care about the world now, with Elena gone?
He can't linger on that. He has to see her. When he turns to Chloe, he ignores the gun. She wouldn't shoot him -- no way. Even if she did, he doubts it would do anything to him now.
Nate starts to walk back the way Chloe had come, pressing his hand against any surface he can find to keep him steady.]
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That's not why I did it.
[But she knows that. Why would he care about the rest of the world? He doesn't. Didn't is probably more accurate. Who would care about the world now, with Elena gone?
He can't linger on that. He has to see her. When he turns to Chloe, he ignores the gun. She wouldn't shoot him -- no way. Even if she did, he doubts it would do anything to him now.
Nate starts to walk back the way Chloe had come, pressing his hand against any surface he can find to keep him steady.]
Come on. We can't leave her there.