The girls slowly stood back up, but Dahlia wasn't moving. Her eyes were riveted to the place where Zagreus had disappeared carrying Sam away with him. Helen walked up to her side, putting a hand on her shoulder. Their eyes met, and Dahlia slowly shook her head.
"I still can't believe it," she said. "Sam... Sam is dying because of me."
"No, no, no, Dahlia," Victoria protested. "Don't you start!"
"It's not because of you," Helen signed. "She wanted to protect you, and she did."
"She shouldn't have to! This was her last life, and she already..."
"She knew," Helen pressed her hand briefly before signing again. "And she did what she wanted to do, until the end. We don't know what's happening, but she is your friend. You have to trust your friend."
"This happened because she trusted me,
