Maya: I found my, uh, my brother. He's so hateful! And I thought, I thought a little piece of him was still left, but, he's gone. Oh my God, I cut him off. How could I do that?
Beckett: Maya...
Maya: I'm a horrible person!
Beckett: Maya, you did what you needed to do.
Maya: Why does it feel like somebody died or something?
Beckett: That's actually apparently a real thing. It's called ambiguous loss. It hurts like hell, but you had to make a choice, and it was either him or you.