"I'm a terrible person." He mumbled suddenly into your neck, disturbing the otherwise hours worth of quiet that had fallen over the room. His facial hair and breath tickled the back of your neck as he shakily exhaled. Your back against his chest and his arms around you as he held you tightly. His expression distant while he recalled the soldiers he had killed due to the vocal parasite outbreak. His face contorted with guilt as he fell quiet again and stared into the pitch black of the room