"...What?" Alondite blinked. "No...that can't be true, it can't," she insisted. "She wouldn't be that reckless! She and I had to-"
"Alondite," Ike murmured. "...She's gone, I saw it myself." Alondite took a step back, hand running shakily through her hair as Ike swallowed faintly. She was hyperventilating, she wasn't ready to feel something like that. The tears came freely, and quickly. She could barely utter out words, so much so that it caught the uncomfortable attention of just about everyone. Ike moved forward, carefully.
"I'm sorry," he murmured. "It's my fault-"
He didn't even see the wild swing that slammed across his jaw, plowing him into the ground with a pained grunt. He was starting to get used to that, but right now...he just deserved it.
"This IS your fault!" she screamed, her breathing rapid, her face flush with misery. "She...she loved you, she wanted you safe! All you talked about was Samus! Do you know how much she worried about you!? Even when she had nothing but...but..."
"I know," Ike mumbled, not getting up from his spot on the ground as he sat up a little, glancing up at her. "I'm sorry-"
"That's all you've been doing!" she sobbed. "Do you know what SHE was trying to do!? She was trying to FIX things! All you've been doing is sulking in a corner!" She was right, not that Ike needed the reminder. Not that he wanted to think that his inaction had caused all of this, but it had. He just wanted to rest...just for a little while, but he didn't deserve it. This is what happened when he did.