Post-service: Amadeus & Greer & Open
Greer came out of respect for Xavier. He wasn't her headmaster when she attended the Stark School, but the constant interactions with the Xavier kids put her there. He was a good guy. He was making a lot of change in the world. And now he was buried and people were here to remember him and remember that he was a good guy that someone snatched from them.
She wore her amulet. This was a high profile even for the most part, but Greer didn't want to stick out and be Tigra right then. She wanted to be able to mourn the passing of a good man in peace. The service came and went and Greer lingered. She felt anger spark in her at the presence of the protesters and wanted to head over to them and give them a nice "back scratch." That wouldn't do any good though. It would just add fuel to a fire she wished had been snuffed out already.
With her own umbrella covering her, she saw faces she saw sometimes in the news more than she saw regularly. Other faces she hadn't seen in a long time and then there were faces she'd seen a few months ago. Like the one holding the black umbrella and staring down at his phone. Greer made her way over to Amadeus and then came to stand next to him.
"Hey," she said in greeting because somehow she wasn't sure if a big hug would be appropriate or welcome, and if anything cheery was a good idea right about now.