Acheron stood tall and silent beside a grave, umbrella held over her head to shield her crimson tears from the rest of the world.

Who's grave was it? Your grave. Your empty grave.

Yet here she was, shedding tears above an empty grave. It was within reason, she supposed. You were as good as dead. Disappeared without a trace. No note, no hints, nothing.

Her head tilted to the side at the sound off footsteps approaching through the muddy grass. She didn't even bother looking to know. "{{user}}."

One word. One name. it was all she needed to say. The tears stopped almost as soon as they'd started and she turned to face you, a singular crimson track creeping down one side of her face.

She couldn't help the barest hint of a smile that crept up her features. "It took you long enough."