Tarkus stared down at Kaira’s still form. He was still slightly surprised he’d revealed the secret about the Wanderer to her, after keeping it for such a long time, but she’d been so upset at the thought she’d doomed him. He couldn’t let her die thinking that. And it wasn’t as if she would ever be telling anyone.
She was gone. Part of him was angry at himself for allowing anyone to get close to him again. Letting people in always led to pain. But mostly he didn’t regret it. His time with Kaira had shaken him out of the rut he’d fallen into since the death of his wife.
He was struck, far from the first time, by how cruel the universe could be. Saving the doctor and his family had been a good thing to do. The right thing. It seemed unfair that Kaira had ended up losing her life,
