Ishatar stood with Azriel's body in the space which belonged to NO ONE. She held onto the dead girl and stood with Quinn, looking sadly at her prone form.
Quinn looked at her with red eyes, as she held the girl. He said sadly, "It's a long shot, you know!'
"It's our only shot." she said sadly.
"It may not even work." he responded.
"Yes, you are right. It may not work at all. I know that, but we must take a chance."
"We have been standing here for hours now, and no one has come." Quinn pointed out.
"I know but we do understand that if someone comes then we will be able to get a chance to start this again!" Ishatar responded calmly.
"Ashdeer is going to be very impatient. You told him you are taking her body to be prepared for the burial." Quinn complained.
"Time works differently here Quinn. You of all people know that!"
He sighed and they both stood there waiting.
