As the grave was filled and the casket finally disappeared from their sights under the soil, Arlia broke down into tears once more and buried her face in Nigel's chest as her hands gripped onto his arms as if fearful of losing the only other friend she had, sobbing and wordlessly weeping into his bloodstained chest. Similarly, Hayley wordlessly pulled Isaac into her comforting embrace, her black wings draped around his back like a second pair of arms, with one hand gently stroking his hair and another hand holding onto him. Even as she stayed quiet without so much as a peep, she could feel her tears flowing like a river down her cheeks, still reeling from the loss of the woman she saw as her own friend.