[That's such bullshit he can't help but chuckle. Because did she really believe that?]

Silco may have taught you how to kill, but you're the one who chose to do it for him. No matter how many get hurt for him or die because of him or all the kids who end up like us because of him. You did what you chose to do.

[And with that he finally pushes himself to his feet. He's not angry, no clenched fists. He's just...not sure what to say or feel. It's weird to be this confused when he also feels this calm. He leaves the jar on the bench.]