*The hug goes on for a little bit more, with hushed words being whispered between the three, before they finally break, and separate. Eustace limps back towards the forest, and Beatrix pulls Zeta out of earshot of everybody else. Zeta's eyes are red from crying, but she manages to hold it together while Beatrix talks.*
Beatrix: I'm not going to be so ignorant to blame you for his death, but if you had just told us- [i]convinced[/i] us, instead of running... We would've come with you. And he wouldn't be dead now.
*Zeta can't bear to make eye-contact, so she drops her gaze to Beatrix's feet for a while before Beatrix lifts her chin and hugs her again.*
Beatrix: He might've tried to kill you, but he still loved you. I think we all still loved you even though we were trying to kill you. 
Zeta: I know... I'm sorry...
*Beatrix breaks the hug again with a nod, and sets off towards Vaseraga's body, still holding his scythe close to her chest. She glares daggers at John as she passes, but doesn't speak a word.*

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*Zeta hangs away from Xan for a little bit so she can rub her eyes a little bit, before she makes her way towards her, and weakly smiles.*
Zeta: I... I was filled in. 

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*Eustace is making his way towards their old camp in the forest.*