Of all the people she didn't want to lose, she didn't want to lose Vyse. He was the pillar of undying will to continue until his last breath and now that he was spent, she felt as those she could no longer continue a pointless battle. Moving her arms around the dead body of Vyse, she held him as tightly as she could.
She should have expected this, she should have been more diligent in healing otherwise their wounds would not have been so bad. Fina would have normally composed herself by now, but that was impossible. It was only then did she turn her tear-filled face in Ramirez' direction.
Fina could not blame him fully as they were on opposite sides of conflict and it had not ended in her favour.