Watching Chris' mask slip on has Hawke feeling guilty for it. He should be the one trying to help, to support Chris through losing so many of his loved ones in so short a time. But he's still frustratingly right and if Hawke tried to bring the subject back around now, he'd only hit a wall. He sighs, letting his head loll to the side a bit in the sand.

"A little at first but it's faded. It's just around the blades. It reminds me of the bonfire, how the ocean spray hit me in just the right way and then my mind put me back in the Pit for a moment. I see the flash of steel and suddenly I'm in Realignment. That's not even the worst part, though."

Turning his head again, Hawke does his best to look at Chris, craning a bit for the angle. "She feels so guilty it's like she's a different person. Small and not standing up for herself or her wants at all. I don't like being treated as if she thinks I'm better than her but I don't know how to address it, but it's making me feel guilty for what happened too even though I know we were both victims."