[It was in the middle of an ambush, Kratos could point out, and almost does; how could Yuan possibly have prevented it. Perhaps it's something they should have discussed; perhaps it is reason Kratos should have stayed in Nidavellir.

[And yet: here they are.]

Then let me shoulder part of that burden, since it's due to my actions it is on you.

[He doesn't know what else he could have done. His head lowers until his forehead rests on Yuan's lap, his words a muffled whisper.]

Please don't let us end like this.

[Now that he's seen what could be, Kratos doesn't know how he could possibly live with them sundered. He would surely find a sword to throw himself on, as fast as possible.]