"Woah there. What happened to you?"
Don seems worried
"Hey... it's okay. It's gonna be okay. I know you probably feel a lot of things right now... you feel... guilty... that you couldn't help and... you feel angry and confused as to why he would do this. And you feel... depressed... really really depressed... but take it from me. Things will turn around. Let me tell you something. A long time ago. I knew someone... they were probably the greatest thing to ever happen in my life... they died in a car crash... it was no accident... it was an assassination... but no one believed me... I felt torn. But after a while. I got over the fact that there was nothing I could do about it... and once I got over that hurdle... everything seemed better. And soon things will be better for you too. You just have to accept it's over and there' not much you can do. Yeah it's sad but... it's not like they can magically come back..."
His advice was a bit insensitive but he tried?
Don looks behind him
"It's not your fault... It's no one's fault. Whatever he was going through... he was in too deep... Nothing could've saved him. Not even you. If he was hurting that bad... then that's that. It's not your fault. You did what you wanted and he did what he wanted. We all make mistakes... some people even royally fuck up so much that they... kill someone... maybe running over a pedestrian... pushing someone onto the street while you're falling... it's just life. I'm serious. You just have to move on."