Varkesh looked up at Kratos, then down at his broken hand.
Behind them, Gwen stood frozen in place. Driving her comrade to such an extent had broken something in her. The act she had forced herself to maintain slipped away, leaving nothing to hold her steady.
Tears welled in her eyes despite her efforts to stop them. She wanted to move, to go to him, to do something, but her body wouldn't respond.
She had gone too far.
Before she could gather herself, she sensed a presence beside her.
Noah walked right past her.
Her head turned quickly, panic rising as she watched him move toward Varkesh.
"I-"
Her voice faltered before she could form the words. She didn't even know what she was trying to say anymore.
Noah slowed down just a bit, enough to glance towards her.
"You only just became a monster," he said as he passed her, his tone carrying a faint trace of amusement, "and yet you're already more heartless than I am."
