So you've ensured that we have another life trapped in a lonely, miserable cage.

You're selfish. You've stolen away the last thing I had to look forward to. You've ruined it. You put me in a place where there's another him, yet I'm the one they look at as though I'm out of place.

Is it too much to ask to let me just die? If your children are all dead, then there's nothing left here for us to do except clear a tomb of what life still exists.