[His words give her some comfort, if only in terms of assuring her that the fault didn't lie so much with her as with the hopeless situation, and hearing him call her by her given name makes her respond with another hand squeeze, grateful for the increased closeness between them. Her voice is still thick with grief, but not as raw anymore.]

Had it only cost my life, I'd gladly have paid the price. I already knew that taking on my ancestors' powers would only leave me a short time to live. But...

[She shakes her head once more, already having told him everything. There was no way to do right by everyone.

His company does give her solace as they slowly but surely catch up with the Ferryman's light.]