“Caroline...” Drake started out quietly, lowering his arms into a more relaxed pose as he cautiously made his way towards her. He walked tenderly, as if she would at any second pick up the gun and shoot him on the spot. “This wasn’t your fault. You can blame me for everything. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have gotten into this mess to begin with.” He eventually got over to her, and crouched down beside her. “But all of that’s over now. We both made it out of there alive.”