"Jesus Christ, Liv." With that, she's back in Claire's arms, forehead creased in a deep, deep frown. Without even really thinking about it, she rocks her back and forth gently, keeping her close.

"We can't choose what cause people will stand up for or what they think is noble. He didn't die because of you. He died because he believed in whatever you were doing and took a stance. That isn't something you could have known he would do." Though he likely went into it knowing full well what it would mean.