Carl waited.
No answer.
The only sound was Irwin's labored breathing as he looked at Carl with frustration, fear, and anger.
"You… let him… escape," Irwin said through labored breaths.
"Shut up!" Carl shouted in rage. "You tried to assassinate a member of the team!"
Irwin breathed in difficulty for a couple of seconds.
"I did," he said, "but he deserved it. He killed Mark."
"He did not kill Mark!" Carl said with a severe voice.
Irwin didn't answer for several seconds.
"Maybe not," he said with a neutral voice. "But that doesn't matter now anymore, does it?"
Irwin's breathing vanished as his body had finally become stable enough to no longer need it every second.
Carl narrowed his eyes, but Irwin continued talking.
"He saw us," Irwin said from the ground. "He thinks you were in on it."
