[At the mention of this being awkward for her too, 2-D turns his head a little to give her an apologetic looking smile, and he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans.]

Well, uhhh.... I guess I just thought it'd be nice to know how much everyone really cares about you. I know you said you felt useless, 'cos you couldn't channel spirits anymore but.. you touched the hearts of so many people, Maya.

[It's.. sad, the way he says this. Because it just reminds him of what he'd done. It hammers in a nail of guilt right into his heart -- but he continues anyway.]

You're a bright, sweet girl and there wasn't a single person who um... wasn't sad to find out that you had died. And I uh.. well. I definitely got what I deserved from all of them.

[The sharp slap to his cheek, the rough punch to his nose, that snapping pain that ran through his leg as it was stomped on and the crushing feeling when he was accused of lying about his own religion just to get away with murder...]

You were never, ever useless. You gave 'em all a sense of-- of hope and they wanted nothin' more than to remember you fondly and do you proud.