[And this, right here, is why Kravitz is so militant at his job. It is so impossibly rare that someone is truly evil, trying to destroy the innocent in the name of power. More often his dealings are with the victim- the soul he has to pull back from the trauma of dying again and again, from the pain of a soul getting stretched and torn between worlds. He is the jury and often executioner of his Lady's judgement, but in tandem, he finds himself the pallbearer, the last hands standing at the end of the line.

He knows. He knows so badly the type of horror that can come from being beaten around by the universe, and that's why his job is so important. The world isn't fair. The universe is not just. So he makes himself it's attendant, the janitor of the cases that fall by the wayside. They matter. This is why the rules matter.]

That doesn't mean it was right, or deserved.

[Because he knows right, and he can tell just from this it damn well wasn't.]

I am sorry that no one was there to stop whatever force held power over you. There should have been someone there managing that entire situation, and it should never have been expected that just anyone pulled in could fix it. I say this with the confidence of a man who has seen thousands of cases, despite not intimately knowing yours.