Sylvia was relieved that the man and boy were saved, but the news of the woman's death hit her hard. There was nothing they could do. She shook her head and she quietly cursed "God dammit...!" 
At Ferric's suggestion, she nodded and answered "I don't mind walking. They need the ride more than we do," At the mention of the burying the body as a funeral, and Shortfang's notice of worse weather coming, Sylvia's mind came to a quick compromise.

She asked them, "How about a funeral pyre? It'll be quick, and while we're at it..." She then looks to the bandits' bodies with a hardened glare and finished, "We'll be making sure that those damned bandits don't come back as undead,"