That fingerprint from the 1938 cold case. The organization hit men came after that whole mess went down, according to Ben. Those guys in the doughnut shop, they'd all had records, without gaps. The print hadn't belonged to any of them, and the chances that only one had gotten away? Slim. Five's fingerprint. Because he's a time traveling historian? That doesn't sound right. Time traveling killer, though? That would fit. She doesn't say this. She probably would have gotten to it, would have asked, but the rest of Ben's story fast eclipses her own need to tie up loose ends.
Klaus was bait. Bait for Five. She walked into a trap, with Klaus as live bait. Which means...
"He would have been fine."
She drops her head. She can't look at Ben.
"If I'd done what I was supposed to do, gotten the warrant, called in for backup. I went charging in because I thought he didn't have time, but... he was bait. He would have been fine. Later that night, later that week. You don't kill your leverage. You don't kill the hostage. I saved him some pain. I didn't save his life." She'd wasted her life, thrown it away. Not saving someone, that wouldn't have been a waste. Giving her life for someone who would have been just fine if she'd waited, though? Yeah. This is what she gets for breaking her own rules, for thinking that Diego's vigilante make believe was a good idea.
She takes a shaking breath, but she can't look at him. If she actually makes eye contact, she's afraid she'll cry.
"I think you should probably go. I'm sorry. Don't-- tell your brother. Either of them. Don't tell them I died for nothing." Diego must know. Maybe that's why he was looking at her that way, when he first saw her. Because he knew. But maybe Klaus doesn't. "He shouldn't have to carry that."
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Klaus was bait. Bait for Five. She walked into a trap, with Klaus as live bait. Which means...
"He would have been fine."
She drops her head. She can't look at Ben.
"If I'd done what I was supposed to do, gotten the warrant, called in for backup. I went charging in because I thought he didn't have time, but... he was bait. He would have been fine. Later that night, later that week. You don't kill your leverage. You don't kill the hostage. I saved him some pain. I didn't save his life." She'd wasted her life, thrown it away. Not saving someone, that wouldn't have been a waste. Giving her life for someone who would have been just fine if she'd waited, though? Yeah. This is what she gets for breaking her own rules, for thinking that Diego's vigilante make believe was a good idea.
She takes a shaking breath, but she can't look at him. If she actually makes eye contact, she's afraid she'll cry.
"I think you should probably go. I'm sorry. Don't-- tell your brother. Either of them. Don't tell them I died for nothing." Diego must know. Maybe that's why he was looking at her that way, when he first saw her. Because he knew. But maybe Klaus doesn't. "He shouldn't have to carry that."