[There--there's the anger he needed, even if this feels wrong.]

I expected you to tell me where it went, at least, so maybe I would have found it before Lucy was hurt! I wanted you to come with me--to help me. If Lucy had not been coherent enough to shoot it, I would have been dead! [More gently, trying to cool himself down:] Naga was killed, I know, but there's nothing you can do for the dead when the living still need to be helped.