[Ah...and that explains everything. No amount of killing animals during a hunt can prepare someone. No amount of seeing people die around you or training for battle makes the impact less. When someone takes human life for the first time with their own hands, no matter what their experience before that, it changes them. It makes them see the world differently. It makes them think of the world differently.

Diarmuid stops walking and leans his head against hers, hand gently stroking her fur where he can reach it.]

You did what you had to do, my darling girl. In moments like that, there is no right or wrong. You just do what must be done. Now, grieve. Be angry. Feel what you must, but don't doubt yourself. Don't blame yourself. It is all right.