Spocklar didn't like what Tanya told him, but he nodded in understanding. It was scary to think about coming back from such a place as Death.
He just watched Az and Sharley, not sure what to think of any of it, just that he was standing there and gripping Tanya's hand. The zombies had given them so much space, he had to think they were afraid of Azarael too. But he would be too if it was under different circumstances and he wasn't so occupied with Sharley being dead.
He watched the sword, and as Az stabbed it into her chest, he flinched and held onto Tanya's hand more, watching the whole event with wide eyes. His heart was beating faster more in fear than anything else when she came to life. Sharley couldn't be like the zombies, she had to be.. herself. She couldn't be anyone else. With Az telling her to be still, he thought for a moment that Az did actually care about his daughter, and he wasn't as bad as they said he was. But the thought drifted off as quickly as it had come.
He looked at Tanya quickly when she told him to speak, and then he looked back to Sharley. He was afraid of her, but he wanted her to come back.
"Sharley? Come back, Sharley," he said carefully. "Nero can't kill you. You have to come back."