[How? He doesn't know. Her question is legitimate, but Leon doesn't know how to make her stronger than him. After all...if he knew how to be stronger, wouldn't he have just done so himself? He'd always wished he was stronger, but he wasn't. He couldn't do anything.

And while he hopes that she'll be able to find a way to go down a different path and be better than him, there are a lot of ways in which... he simply doesn't know how. There are a lot of concepts he doesn't understand, after all. Stahn says that he should've depended on them. He should have depended on his friends.

But even now. He can't.

Even now... he just can't.

If that's another way that he's weak, he doesn't know how to make her strong, and when she turns tearful eyes on him, he just looks away sharply, eyes narrowed. She's probably not going to like what he has to say, but he doesn't know any answer beyond what's the truth.]

... There was nothing left for me.

[It's said dully, even as glass crunches beneath his feet as he leads the way out, determined and focused. At least on this, he can be focused.]

I threw it all away. [Everything he had. His knighthood, his prestige, his reputation. Marian, his home, his friends. Everything. He threw it all away for...... well.]

There is still nothing left for me. It was the inevitable outcome. I knew--

[... He knew that Hugo was going to throw him away.

He'd always known.]

--I knew that I was going to die there. I told you...our situations are different. [For one, Lili has people who care and people to live for. She has a cause she's fighting for. She has a home she loves.

It's different, and that's why Lili can't die.]