The party would return to Seraph’s grave to place the flowers at her grave. Pylia was quiet as she laid the flowers down, not having much to say. After a few minutes of just sitting there quietly, she stands up and looks to you. “I think... I think we should head back to our room. It’s been an emotionally draining day.” Buddy nods and Shortfang yawns a bit. “Yeah, Shortfang could use nap. What we doing toma-tommowawa, uh next day?“ Shortfang looked to you.