Apologies Near Our End

Hog:
So this is how it's gonna end?
We're all gonna die?

Scorched:
Unfortunately, yes.

Hog:
Can I ask one last thing before our time is up?

Scorched:
I'm listening.

Hog:
Can you hold my hand?
I don't wanna be alone.
I don't want to
I don't...

Scorched:
Of course.
I've come to a conclusion that it wasn't your fault.
But it's too late.

I don't expect for you to forgive me.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for judging you so quickly, you don't deserve this...

Hog:
I forgive you...