(Oh, Madison's gone and that's probably why she's here. His shoulders slump, sort of defeated, thinking that if she had someone to rage against that she wouldn't be here.

He takes two steps to sit next to her, looking down.)

It isn't fair, you're right. But life isn't fair. (It wasn't, that's all he saw. Women like her, just in different incarnations.)

Nothing I will say will make it better, because in the end it's about things that don't concern you.

(The words might sound bitter, but it's just a fact. He remembered what she said, after he had told her what he did. Cross didn't blame her, there was a reason why no one knew what he did.)