Ray swallowed down the bile, taking a deep breath through his nose to catch a hold of himself. He could quite easily let himself slip into despair, indulge his self-pity, but hadn't he done that all those years ago? It hadn't brought her back then and it clearly wouldn't this time either.

Letting out a groan of annoyance, mostly with himself, he rubbed the back of his hand against his forehead.

"Not your fault. I thought for a second--I hoped--I thought she mighta still been breathing."