A readout of Greg's heart could have recorded the fastest ever turnaround from coming to a complete stop, to trying to rocket right out of his chest.

"Rose--!" It was good that she rushed to his side so quickly, or else he'd have run to her, and his legs absolutely would have given out. His hand reached up over hers, grasping it. "Rose...

"I'm--I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to... to leave you alone." She'd done it to him once, though he'd still been left with an amazing gift of a child, friends, family, the knowledge she'd wanted it so. He couldn't imagine how much worse he'd left her.