Eliza, with a somber expression on her face, pulled at the black ribbon tied around her hair, securing it in place. She wasn't one for wearing make-up, but if she were, she probably wouldn't wear much of it today. Everyone on the island loved Marcus, and she was no exception. She only had good memories of playing in his fields, picking flowers, laying with the animals, watching the sky. Picnics with her parents... That farm was as much a part of her home as any home she stayed in and Marcus had always been a part of that. It just felt... weird with him gone. And she knew it was affecting her father as well. He looked even more tired than usual today and she could smell the scent of alcohol on him. He was taking this harder than she was, much harder. For him, it was just a reminder of all he'd lost already. 

A stronger man would have had his resolve strengthened, determination setting in to keep what he had left safe, but Christopher could not claim to be such a man. He was tired and it was evident on his face as he walked down the stairs of their home. As they left, Eliza made a quick u-turn and grabbed a sucker from the candy jar down stairs and was back outside to walk to the church with her father. 

A few minutes later, they were nearing the church. Eliza had the sucker tucked away in a pocket fold of her black dress which hung loosely off of her hips to her ankles, hitting lightly against her brown boots, muddied from the rain and dirt. The two followed along behind the crowd, Eliza slipping in behind the twins. As she passed by David, she passed him the sucker without a word and walked on to find herself a seat, which she took next to Sophie, who smiled sheepishly at her. 

Realizing she'd lost her father, Eliza turned her body to look around the church to find him, noticing that even Maggie stood at the back of the church, her head hung low, her body tucked in as if to say "Please, stay away from me." After a few moments of looking, Eliza spotted her father talking to Allen, probably just small talk. Satisfied, she turned back to Sophie. 

"Mornin'." She greeted her, her voice low, sad. 

"Good morning, Eliza." Sophie responded in kind. Both Sophie and Eliza could sympathize with David, and pretty much anyone on the island. There were very few people that hadn't lost someone recently and the weather wasn't doing anything to lighten the villagers' moods. 

"Is he sleeping, Daddy?" Ryuu could be heard asking as the two passed by the coffin, causing a panicking Gook to hush him and push him along. Eliza smiled at the sight. How lovely it would be to have a child's innocence once again...