It doesn't feel particularly good to have his speculation confirmed. Ellie's words mask a whole world of pain. Logan doesn't push it, though, knowing that he already knows more than enough. He doesn't need the details. Instead, he finds something to offer her.
"That woman behind ya," he lifts a hand and points at Mariko, "her name was Mariko Yashida." His expression softens a little; he can't help it, when he talks about her. "I loved her. Think I'll always love her. And she loved me for reasons I sure as hell don't understand. She saw somethin' in me.. I dunno. We almost got married. It didn't work out, but we still loved each other. Then she was attacked by assassins, shot her up full of poison. She was in my arms, dyin', I could smell it on her. And there was nothin' I could do."
His voice is rough, but the pain there has settled over the years, become hard and cold as the metal on his bones, and as much a part of him. There's no forgiveness in his words, no making it easier, for Ellie or for himself.
"She begged me to kill her, before the poison could take her. Begged me in the name of the love I had for her. Asked for an easier death than the one she was facin'. And I gave it to her."
He glances at Ellie.
"Like I said, you did what you had to do. And I know how that feels. It ain't easy, but if you're gonna live, you gotta live with it. 'Cause I bet that girl," he nods back at Riley, "wouldn't want you regrettin' your life."
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"That woman behind ya," he lifts a hand and points at Mariko, "her name was Mariko Yashida." His expression softens a little; he can't help it, when he talks about her. "I loved her. Think I'll always love her. And she loved me for reasons I sure as hell don't understand. She saw somethin' in me.. I dunno. We almost got married. It didn't work out, but we still loved each other. Then she was attacked by assassins, shot her up full of poison. She was in my arms, dyin', I could smell it on her. And there was nothin' I could do."
His voice is rough, but the pain there has settled over the years, become hard and cold as the metal on his bones, and as much a part of him. There's no forgiveness in his words, no making it easier, for Ellie or for himself.
"She begged me to kill her, before the poison could take her. Begged me in the name of the love I had for her. Asked for an easier death than the one she was facin'. And I gave it to her."
He glances at Ellie.
"Like I said, you did what you had to do. And I know how that feels. It ain't easy, but if you're gonna live, you gotta live with it. 'Cause I bet that girl," he nods back at Riley, "wouldn't want you regrettin' your life."