They, uh, they explode. [No guess necessary.]

I just...what could I have done? He was my friend. And by the time I even...well, Babu Yar had already happened.

[It. It could only be one thing.] Yes. Why wouldn't it be?

......._Oh.. [He'd expected some satisfaction, some closure. Because that's what always happened in stories, right? Good triumphed, justice was done and everything got better.]

[Nothing felt better. It just felt...sadder.]