[Lili mimics his gesture, bowing her head for a moment as she also wipes away the tears from her eyes to convey her wishes to this small grave. These little scraps of her comrades. Will her thoughts reach them? This is the worst time to realize that she has no familiarity with spirituality whatsoever.
Her face is clean when she straightens up again, every inch of her trying to harness her resolution once again instead of breaking down like this.
A breath.]
... They were good people, if rather... odd. [Slowly but surely, she tries to find her footing to stand.] I... will never accept that this is what became of them.
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Her face is clean when she straightens up again, every inch of her trying to harness her resolution once again instead of breaking down like this.
A breath.]
... They were good people, if rather... odd. [Slowly but surely, she tries to find her footing to stand.] I... will never accept that this is what became of them.