[ They are all valid questions, really. He asks himself those same things. Cornelia might be able to contain herself, but Lelouch? When not lying and manipulating, he's far more intense. Now hit's his hands slapping on the table. It's his voice that rises. Anger. Grief. Guilt. All of those things. The anger isn't directed at Cornelia, really. It's at himself. ]

What else could I do!? I couldn't stop her in time! She wouldn't - couldn't - have stopped!

[ So it's not that he wanted to pull the trigger. It's that he didn't think there was another option. It had been the only way to put an end to it. Death had been the only release from the Geass he had accidentally placed on her. ]

And Clovis? I don't regret it. My hand wasn't shaking as I pulled the trigger and I most certainly wasn't struggling -

[ He cuts himself off. Could he have killed Euphy in a similar manner? Probably. The truth was that his aim had likely been off. She suffered because Lelouch couldn't reign everything in like he had for Clovis. She suffered simply because Lelouch loved her dearly and that compromised his actions. He wavered. ]

I don't claim anything, Cornelia. When we crossed paths here I said I'd leave. When she left last night I told her it was for the best! I know I don't deserve it. Seeing her is a constant reminder that I destroyed everything she was and everything she hoped for that day! I killed her and I can't change that!