Does anyone read the signs I produce,
not for me...
yet not for you?
Then Who Will...
I didn’t know there was an Eraser there.
I didn’t know Max was right in the line of fire.
I didn’t see the claws strike her right in the back.
I didn’t know she fell until her blood was on my hand.
I couldn’t warn her.
Her wing had been injured.
Funny…the same claw of the Eraser that just struck her injured her,
Guess it wasn’t satisfied.
And I know it’s laughing at me.
Because I loved her.
And they’re watching me.
Taunting me, dammit.
You couldn’t save her. You know it. You thought you could.
…who were you fooling?
I don’t mean to sound bitter.
But how would you sound…
…when her blood’s all over your hands?
I may be blind.
But I’m not stupid.