Broken Antler Fen wormwood

Bridget dug without complaint, taking the task on herself to lay the woman away. She heard the sobs from both Teya and Eljay and her heart went out to them, but her own face was dry. Despite her easy way with any she met, there were few that could elicit such a reaction from her. Her pain was a quiet sympathy and a slight ache of loss, but life moved on. Wraen would be happier where she was, whole and well and with others who passed before.

In time the deed was done and she reclined, aching and wordless, next to Teya. She wouldn't leave her friend alone here but sensed that she needed time to grieve. Bridget wouldn't intrude on that with talk, and would leave her her space if she felt, at any point, Teya wished it.

There wasn't much else to do right now.