[ Gansey stares at her. All the while he does, the chill inside him just keeps spreading, and spreading, like a hole starting at his stomach and getting wider.

His mind finishes the thoughts she won't speak. If they'd never gone looking for Glendower, then Adam would never have sacrificed himself. Maura would never have gone missing. Persephone wouldn't have died.

Gansey would never have come to Henrietta at all. He'd never have met them, never have dragged them into caves, never introduced them to each other. And she thinks -

What? That it would have been better that way? ]

I...don't.

[ He blinks, and rubs his hands over his eyes as if that will make this stop. He can't believe what she's saying. ]

You can't mean this. Blue, you don't...have to do this, all right? You don't have to come with me, if it's not what you want. None of you do.

I thought that you and I...

You're more than my friend. I don't...understand what's changed.