Yeah, I will be happy! I'll be happier than I've been in months, because Pyrrha will be alive and safe, just like my other friends, and that's all that matters. When I--

[Found out she died. He still can't say that word...]

When she didn't come back, a part of me died. It's gone. I didn't get a choice. Pyrrha didn't give me one, when she shoved me into that locker. [His expression twists into an angry grimace, his words getting faster and more heated as he speaks.] I don't blame her for what she did anymore, but it's not fair or right to expect me to just stand back and do nothing now that you're telling me there might be a way to fix it when I didn't get to before.

I already have blood on my hands. I can't go through that again.