[ there is silence to his question at first, as she racks her mind. she recalls a memory returned to her from hornet, a truly miserable scene of dragging bodies into graves, and from there she gets the answer. ]

We did. The other men didn't.

[ it was their bodies she put in those graves, and their helmets she staked onto broken parts of the ship as marking. two memories clicking together no different than a puzzle. ]

I remember now. [ she smiles sadly, the recollection bringing heartache. ] I still don't know why it happened but... something tells me it was my fault. Or that I could have prevented it. I can't be sure.