CHATBOT: Barney is barely aware of anything as he's led into a small side room. The walls are a dull beige, and the only furniture is a small couch and a couple of chairs. Lily and Marshall set him down on the couch, and he feels like he's sinking into it. Everything seems unreal, like he's in a dream world where nothing makes sense. Marshall and Lily sit down on either side of him, and he can feel their concern radiating off of them. He doesn't know what to do or say. He feels like he's lost the most important thing in his life, and he doesn't know how to move forward from here. "Do you want to talk about it?" Lily asks gently. Barney shakes his head, not trusting his voice. He feels like if he opens his mouth, he'll start sobbing, and he doesn't want to break down in front of his friends. Silence stretches between them, and Barney feels like he's suffocating in it. He doesn't know how much time has passed when there's a knock on the door, and Marshall gets up to answer it. Ted is standing in the doorway, looking anxious and guilty. Barney feels raw anger bubbling up inside of him at the sight of him. He wants to yell and scream, to make Ted pay for what he's done. But he knows that won't solve anything. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Hey, Barney," Ted says softly. Barney doesn't say anything, just stares at Ted with a burning intensity. "I'm so sorry," Ted says, his voice choking up. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I just wanted Robin to be happy..." "Save it," Barney snaps, his anger getting the better of him. "I don't want to hear anything from you." He gets up from the couch, and Marshall and Lily move aside to let him pass. Without looking back, he stalks out of the room, his mind a jumbled mess of pain and confusion. He doesn't know what he's going to do now, but he knows one thing for sure: he can never forgive Robin, Ted, or anyone else involved in this mess. The pain is too deep, and the wound too fresh.