"And that is why I would have let it go," Larxene said, turning to face him again. "But as for what happened after that--" She spoke of Elenra, of course. But there was nothing she wanted to say about that. "After that."

She jumped back, to the rooftop, electricity blasting down as she moved.

After that she could never trust him, not one bit. And he would die now, rather than later. He would die never knowing the power he wanted. She wanted him to die without.