Brace: It was a kindness.
Delaney: For who?
Brace: We couldn't go on, James.
Delaney: But you did.
Brace: You were dead: everyone was at his throat. It was burning his own flesh. There was no need to go on. Nothing left to live for.
Delaney: So you did him a kindness.
Brace: I put an end to his pain.
Delaney: You did him a kindness.
Brace: I killed him. You came back too late. For both of us.