[Talking to Lance is helping. It always did. Helping ground her from getting too caught up in her own thoughts and memories. She listens to him rummage in the background, making a mental image of where he was in their house. Maybe she should have called him with the video — but there's a lot of blood on her end, and she doesn't want him to freak out.

She shakes her head, even if he can't see it,]

I wasn't a target. He... he attacked a civilian. [There's the sound of her working around her words,] I tried to stop him, but I couldn't-

[She swallows,]

He killed someone, Lance. And I couldn't do anything to stop it.