It was heart-wrenching to see that blank look on Ryan's face. The words of the preacher and the speakers were simply background noise as her attention was on her boyfriend. She remembered her parents funeral too well. So boring and drab, but that had also been the first time she had encountered a demon and learned what she was created for. The death of her parents had hardly fazed her then - still just a sore memory rather than a tragic event - and she didn't want Ryan to be that way. Proper human response is to cry, beg to give their beloved back, even scream at God in anger! But, feeling nothing is the worst response.

As the speakers spoke, Ariana slowly encased Melanie in her arms, like a shield from what was going on. Her large, blue moon eyes watering. So much was running through her head that she could hardly focus on the people speaking. How much she missed Wally. What she could've done to prevent his death. How was she even going to manage living without him? She was a mess when they met but he seemed to make everything wrong about her a little less bad. Now that she had lost him, she was beginning to forget taking her medicine and her grip on reality was slipping.