Janus looked up, opening his eyes, a few words tumbling from his lips, unable to catch himself, once again he'd been reciting the song of the skalds in his head. "Light unlike any other, unstoppable, untouchable. burning away all shadows." he then caught himself and shrugged. "sorry, I suppose, They die, and so will meany more, they died protecting what they loved, they died fighting against insurmountable odds. They were given the greatest pyre possible by the etherion." he smiled slightly "They died well, there is no need to feel bad, or sorry, I didn't know them well enough to, but still, I feel for their loss, but why cry? they will live on, for all eternity in stories told by people to their children, and their children's children." he gently put a hand atop hers. seeing her almost about to cry he put his arms around her in a attempt to comfort her. "I never had time to change from this, just got back from a job. You look good in a dress." he almost laughed, such absent minded small talk at a time like this. "you never lose them, really. you remember them all, you laughed, you smiled, you were sad, with them. and you remember those times, and thus they never are truly lost. you only lose someone when you forget who they were and what they meant to you." he smiled and looked at the guild, "everyone holds memories of them. and everyone knows them. you know where they sat, what they said, who the had scuffles with. and I bet you, tomorrow. they'll be a empty table where they would normally sit. because people remember, and they'll be tears because you didn't sit there because you expected gray to sit there. yes. but there will be tears because you remember. and so long as you remember. they never truely die." he sighed. looking down at Victoria he checked her eyes playfully to see if she was still crying.