A single golden teardrop slowly slid from Gabriel's eye, as the blood-soaked reality lifted her from endless sorrow.
She remembered all the world's hidden knowledge and would certainly not forget everything that had happened in the past.
Her child was already gone, and Emhardt, who could have carried her love, had to leave by now as well.
Emhardt also pressed his lips tightly together; he couldn't bear to see Gabriel suffering like this. He hesitated for a moment, about to say words of care and gratitude, when Gabriel's question came through.
Gabriel's iridescent eyes slowly lifted, perhaps troubled by this question for millennia, unable to find any answer. She asked Emhardt,
"Nob, like your brother, is it because you don't want to stay by your mother's side that you have to leave?"
Emhardt pouted sadly, then flew out of Fisher's hand, shook his head in mid-air, and said,
