[ Eurydice hovers near Salieri as the two men move the body, ready to intervene if necessary. They make it, though, and Eurydice would be proud of them if the situation weren't so terrible. Between the body itself and Antonio and Mister Barker's reactions, the whole scene is very, very difficult to look at. So Eurydice does what she does best: she shoves her feelings of grief and fear and despair into a tiny little box, in the name of making it through one more day. (It mostly works.)
She'll kneel down next to the body and then look up at the three men. ]
Thank you. And -- um -- sorry.
[ She'll start preparing the body as best she can -- wiping down blood with her coat, positioning him so he looks a little more comfortable. Her hands shake, and she seems to be blinking more than usual, but it's fine. She's fine. This is for the Balladeer, and everyone else who deserved a proper death, but didn't get one. ]
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She'll kneel down next to the body and then look up at the three men. ]
Thank you. And -- um -- sorry.
[ She'll start preparing the body as best she can -- wiping down blood with her coat, positioning him so he looks a little more comfortable. Her hands shake, and she seems to be blinking more than usual, but it's fine. She's fine. This is for the Balladeer, and everyone else who deserved a proper death, but didn't get one. ]