Darerca smiled right back at George, and then she spoke up. "George is right. You shouldn't be alone right now. And I wouldn't go near Columba for a while. He's- gonna need some time."
Padraig buried his face in his hands at that. He had removed the other saint's head and buried it so Columba couldn't come back. He still remembered the feeling of the sword he had used cutting through Columba's neck.