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“I just don’t understand,” she said tearfully. “He was fine, the bleeding stopped. He was fine!”
Ollie held her as she cried. He was trying to be comforting, but it wasn’t doing any good. There was no comforting her.
Jason Todd was dead, and it was her fault.
“He was half bled-out already. When you took that tourniquet off, he started bleeding again, and the toxins that built up ended up in his organs and they shut down. I’m sorry, Mia. You didn’t know.”
She couldn’t stop looking at him. His lifeless corpse. His eyes were closed, his eyelids waxy.
Wake up, she thought. Just wake up.
He didn’t wake up.