So that's what all those horrid lanterns and candles were for? They looked like bad news so I didn't want to go near them.

[Even if getting a blessing of protection to keep her safe would be nice!

Wait, hold on, he just said something odd. So did that mean he was like her? That he'd died, before he'd come into this world? It stung, to think that he- someone who could become her friend- had been hurt too.

She'd read that she was supposed to show empathy when a friend was hurting, but Mary didn't really know what that should look like. So her expression of those feelings were clumsy, gripping onto her spoon tightly as she blurted out; ]

That's not fair that you died too--...!