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"He should have..." Rahael agreed softly, sadly. Ayala blinked and looked at them, her pale blue eyes widening in pure shock. "Wait?" she said slowly, her voice faint, "wait... he's dead?" her voice turned into something barely more than a whisper as she glanced between Rahael and her brother. She could defiantly not meet Sepiroth's gaze, so she refrained from doing so. Rahael's mouth tightened as he heard Ayala and he glanced at her, "you mean you didn't know your actions would kill him?" he asked wryly, making Ayala wince slightly. Rahael could seem rather intimidating when he wanted to... and Ayala wasn't the bravest person either. Ayala's mouth twitched slightly as she heard his voice and still looked shocked. Quickly she glanced down at her hands, shaking her head slowly, "No... that can't be right," she whispered weakly, "I didn't mean to kill him, I didn't even mean to harm him at first..." her voice was barely audible as she gazed down at her pale hands, "I-I... I'm not even a hundred percent s-sure what happened anymore..." she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood and did her best to stop spilling tears.