[ It's a little harder to follow Callisto's meaning this time, not least because Parker's still wrapped up in her own dark thoughts.
When she realizes what the other woman's asking, though, she jerks back as if burned, staring at Callisto with wide, stricken eyes. But she's not horrified at the concept of murderous, bloody vengeance in itself; that will come later, maybe. For now, it's awful enough just being reminded of her own responsibility. Her own miserable guilt. ]
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When she realizes what the other woman's asking, though, she jerks back as if burned, staring at Callisto with wide, stricken eyes. But she's not horrified at the concept of murderous, bloody vengeance in itself; that will come later, maybe. For now, it's awful enough just being reminded of her own responsibility. Her own miserable guilt. ]
I did it.
It was my fault.