You barely have any idea what's going on and your legs will barely hold you, but you know you fucked up. Behind you Zevvie is sobbing like... you can't think of a good metaphor. e's probably sobbing like someone who just watched one of their friends get murdered right in front of them. You were just so angry. And like magic, there was someone to blame.
Now you realize where the blame really lies. It's all fucking Shirh's fault.