Zera's vision blurred. She might have a tiny regret about pushing through with trekking toward the gate back to Zion.
But then, the thought of a nice shower and meal had the group moving forward. Zera was feeling all kinds of pain and numbness.
The sun would be up any minute now.
She wouldn't consider her journey to the outskirt as futile. They were able to find the den of the zombies.
Plus, she had the chance to experience what it was like to be in Avalon's shoes. That was something. In case she would tell Zera to try being in her shoes, she already did.
Her principles didn't change.
If she were in her place, she would have chosen a different path.
Forgiveness won't be easy, but Zera wouldn't hurt people who did nothing to her. Those who had done wrong were going to be condemned in the afterlife.
If Zera learned a thing or two from Avalon was that she was fragile. She loves and hurts easily.
