Oenone stood in the doorway, arms crossed tightly as she stared into the dark room. Why did he have to start crying? Why did she have to be there at all? She had no business with him anymore. She had protected his body while his spirit was away. She had made up for not saving him once before... sort of. So why couldn't she break away from that doorway? She stood her ground, not letting the tears of a coward soften her composure. She retreated to the bathroom where she turned on the shower. The sound of running water could be heard when she returned. "You should clean yourself up," she said firmly.