"I shouldn't have led you on like that." Basilic couldn't believe her. She'd done nothing wrong, and here she was, trying to take the blame!
"You didn't, Phoebe. I don't know why I did it, but I did, and it was my fault, entirely. If Blaze wasn't in my head, I would have kept on, but... You were the love of his life, and it felt like I'd betrayed him. I couldn't betray him like that. He was more than a friend. He was a brother. And I wouldn't do that to a brother." and he trailed off, again. He looked into her eyes. It had been too long since he'd seen with True Sight, not tainted with the colour of his glasses.