[ Ordinarily, Eurydice isn't one to initiate contact, either. It's always been safer to hold herself at a distance.

But a lot has happened over the past few weeks, the past few hours -- and besides, she's moved the Balladeer's body. If she can do that, she can do this: reach out and, if he accepts the touch, pull the Balladeer into a quick, desperate hug. ]

Maya, she -- she killed Orpheus. And I had to watch, but I was too far away to do anything about it -- [ Eurydice looks down at her hands. In a smaller, choked voice: ]

I wanted it to be me. I didn't want it to be the Wizard.