[She shakes her head, not wanting Roxy or anyone else to think it was their fault in anyway. She opens her mouth to speak but another sob threatens to come out so she shuts it. God, she feels so pathetic right now. For a moment she wishes that Roxy hadn't hugged her, because it had been the tipping point but no. She really does need this.

She shakes her head again more vigorously and finally manages to speak in a quavering voice.]

N-no. I don't think there is. Or if there was there's [She swallows, trying to clear the lump in her throat] little point in thinking about it. He died protecting us. I'm proud of him.