Tom tries to steady his hands when he cleans the blood off of Abraxas’s face. He is silent and he is looking at him with cold dead like eyes. Tom doesn’t like the look. He doesn’t know what to say to him, so he doesn’t. He thinks about apologizing, but that is just a trained response from his time on the light side and his grandparents. He has done a lot of saying sorry for things that were not even his fault. He is not really sorry for joining a winning team, or for seeking his freedom. A lot of his confidence is bleeding out of him like a gaping wound because it is as if the past he has run from is slapping him in the face.