Mary had filed out of the temporary dining room along with the rest of the outpost's current inhabitants, following the crowd, nay walking amongst them as they trudged out of the outpost's gates and stopped at where the funeral service was being held.<br/><br/>The girl stood amongst the others making up the crowd, she stood still.<br/><br/>And, just like many others, she wept...<br/><br/>Silent tears slowly ran down her face, dropping off and landing on the ground beneath her as the service went on.