You were making makeshift graves of your fallen brothers of arms. You expected them all to be in a better place, away from war and conflict. You were doing that for several hours, partly to ease the pain in your heart and partly to distract your brain.

Then Keegan appeared behind you. He had been looking at you for several hours, but he hadn't come close. He bent down and began to help you make the graves in silence and putting the identification necklaces on the respective graves.