[ She reaches her other hand to join the first, holding his hand with both. She's kicking herself for that; good job, Cordelia, might as well accuse him of killing Bothari himself. She wants to reach through the link and just bat those clots away, fill him with light instead. She tries to send reassurance, apology over. ]
No—no, you're right. I'm sorry. That was our doing, Bothari didn't want her to know ...
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No—no, you're right. I'm sorry. That was our doing, Bothari didn't want her to know ...