"It's not his fault!" they fire back, raising their voice and whipping their head around. "It isn't his fault that he died, okay? He didn't do anything wrong. He was just trying to do the right thing and it ended like this because I—"

They don't remember when they stood up or when tears started to roll down their cheeks. It feels awful. Their heart hurts. They haven't cried in public since they got the news. They are such an embarrassment.