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Lacie could only sit a distance away from the other students. S-She... hadn't been able to do anything. And that had to have hurt the most. In fact, Lacie hadn't even made it there to save her. If she could have.. could she have done anything? Lacie was in a state of doubting herself. Even her pigtails dropped, looking lifeless. She couldn't even respond to the hunters passing by, knowing she could not forgive them but she had no energy to summon any other emotions.

Clutching her gloved hand, Lacie could only look away. Several of her group members were here but Lacie was in no position to go and talk to them. Her feelings of inadequacy and helplessness won out in the end.

But eventually, she stepped forward to where red's remains were, kneeling down, her hand reaching out to faintly touch the bones ever so gently. She hadn't known Red very well. But whether or not they knew each other, Lacie could only imagine the sadness that all Halloweeners felt was the same. They had all lost somebody important to them. T-They couldn't leave her there? She didn't deserve this. She shouldn't have had to stay in a world that was responsible for her death.

Christof smiled softly, clumsily using his third, thankfully unoccupied arm to pat Calder's head greatfully before clumsily signing, "Must-wait-for-First-years. Them-get-Master-tended. Burns. You-too." His lips twisted as he glanced back up across the scene, brows knitting as he watched several students still paying their respects to their fallen protector. "Will.... you-leave-pin?"

Amrita didn't stop giving him the pleading-for-a-hug look until she felt his arms around her. It was enough to make her sigh in relief, returning the gesture for more than just needing hug; she needed to know he existed, and this would do just fine.

"Nn-no, Roch, don't...don't apologize." She tried to whisper back, though with the lump in her throat and the persistantly annoying tears, it was hard to do anything other than 'somewhat quiet'. She hugged him tighter for a moment, hoping that would relieve whatever fears he had, but as she moved to bury her face into his shoulder, she realized something.

"...O-oh! I'm s-sorry! I just..I'm getting blood on your--" Another pause, and she stared rather stupidly at his collar bone. "Err, skin? Roch, where are your---" Whoa, he was only wearing...shorts?! WEIRD. Craft herpes went unnoticed for now, but she did let him go rather quickly as to avoid getting more blood and fleshy bits on him.

Whoops.

Lizzy cried out as the part she was chipping away at fell apart into dust in her hands. It was painful, and she almost gave up to return to Amrita for another hug.

When she realized that Amrita was busy though, her lips were set in a thin line as she worked at chipping away at the skull again, being a lot more careful this time than the last.

[Attempt 2]

Oh.

... Oh.

And to think that just as she headed to leave, Toby would see someone else she recognized in passing. She very nearly failed to see him with her head so low as she paced, but with vision so maddeningly acute, it was hard to entirely dismiss a familiar figure like Mortimer, and... well. There was still some propriety left in her for her peers-- especially when it came to someone she'd already failed once. Sure, he seemed to be in one piece so far as she could tell... but he'd literally been incinerated off her back before.

She felt painfully responsible for that folly.

Yet the falsicorn failed to speak or call out to him, just paused in her gait, and for a few seconds, looked. She wasn't certain if he saw her in turn, or if approaching would even be appropriate.

A part of her was still yearning so badly to run away that she nearly turned tail and charged for the exit regardless.

She only barely didn't.

He let her go, but didn't look too bothered. "It'll wash off. And we had a bit of a wardrobe issue where I was," he admitted, turning to look at the skull. "Can you... can you wait here for a second?" he asked her quietly before heading towards it.

"You know... I never did get a chance to take one of your classes," he said conversationally, bringing the guitar off of his back. "But you... you will always be my favorite professor, I think."

Then he looked around, hoping this wouldn't offend someone, and started to play. Even if they weren't in Halloween at the moment...

This was still Halloween.

Mitsu was quick to take hold of Hel's hand in her own, squeezing it in return as the ghoul leaned close to press a kiss to her forehead. The sobbing made it difficult to speak so for the time Mitsu remained silent nodding to Hel. It wasn't like they had meant to leave, it wasn't a choice they had made but she was certainly glad they were back. So very very glad.

As Hel stepped back the person to take her place was another familiar face she was glad to see. Her tear filled crimson eyes turned up to look at her brother as he placed his coat around her shoulders. Again she said nothing as she pulled away from Shun just enough to wrap her arms around Mot in a hug still not caring about her state of undress. Her big brother was back.

Eyes clenching shut Mitsu hid her face in his chest as she hugged Mot close. She had been nearly certain she had lost her brother all over again. The thought had made her sick to her stomach so it was a tremendous relief that he was here.

After a long moment Mitsu finally pulled back from the cowboil, taking her place by Shun again as Hel tried to get his attention. Looking to the Valkyrie Mitsu shook her head while pointing to her ears and then her eyes. She was trying to convey that Shun couldn't see or hear. Or at least that's what she assumed the problem was. Hopefully once they were home Nurse Cricket could fix him.