Josephine had been tormented by the other guards in her aid's absence, though they laid not a hand upon her. They taunted her for her helplessness, that her life, and her family's life, and Raoul's life, were worth nothing. They made this terrible fate out to be a joke! Typically, she would have been bold and snapped back with something, but she had not the strength any longer. As the other guards were told away and her helper returned, she barely glanced up from the ground until the last part. "And what might those messages be?" Her blue eyes lacked light or courage, but sparkled only with sadness and fear. Had the work everyone had done, everything they had sacrificed for her sake, been for nothing? Were they to be hanged like criminals just for wanting a better world? Josephine didn't know what to believe anymore.