[He doesn't sit back down, but he doesn't start walking towards the door, even though it's very much obvious that he wants to. Scott sucks in a shaky breath, as he does his best to say what he wants to say without cracking in the process.]

I-I know that you want to justify it, but you just told me that all that matters is how I feel about it. And how I feel-- [He swallows again, trying to gather himself.] I killed people. I could've just shot their legs or the ground in front of them, but I didn't. And now they won't come back.