[Peter, in the snow, bleeding. Peter, trapped on the couch under him, the life going out of his eyes but he's still pleading with Flynn to fight it, to fight his evil self...]
I'm so sorry I... I'm sorry that I...
[His fingers dig into the fabric of Peter's clothes and he can't bring himself to say it.]
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[Peter, in the snow, bleeding. Peter, trapped on the couch under him, the life going out of his eyes but he's still pleading with Flynn to fight it, to fight his evil self...]
I'm so sorry I... I'm sorry that I...
[His fingers dig into the fabric of Peter's clothes and he can't bring himself to say it.]
I'm sorry.