"What... have you done?" Isabelle was looking through the transparent window in front of her. Theodore was still unconscious on the other side.
"I'm sorry." Verza apologized with his head down.
"Sorry..? What, sorry that you nearly killed that child!? Sorry that you pushed him to his limits to the point that he snapped? Sorry that you worsened his condition and his emotional stress?"
"I know. I'm to blame for all of this."
"WE HAD A DEAL VERZA." Tears were starting to well up in Isabelle's eyes. "You wouldn't ask him or anything about what happened that night. Your brother might've died, but your brother did this to him."
"..." Verza couldn't say anything as Theodore's words were screaming inside of him.