[The sensation is almost painful, so uncomfortable as it makes Donnie feel. His shoulders hunch up a his hands burrow deep into his pockets again. That is not an emotion he knows how to deal with and it only makes him feel bad that he'd prompted it. Why?]

...she might not have. [His voice is quiet, uncertain, like he's not sure he trusts what he says anymore.] Not if you hadn't been there. Or Diana. Or anyone else who went in. But you knew her the most, and that might have made all the difference.