((You play as Azriel))

"We did well. No- I mean, you did well."

[Gabriel is lying in your lap, covered in blood. The wound in his heart, is the result of your sword stabbing him.]

"... I always feel okay, when I see your smile, little sibling."

[Gabriel's inner voice now has a genuine warmth. His body begins to evaporate into the air into tiny bits of light, merging with the moonlight.]