Tivyrne steps away from the fallen boy, wiping the back of her hand over her face as if to clear a trickle of sweat-- or, rather, to hide emotion.  She holds the weapon that had pierced and killed the boy, studying its make.  She checks his body for any sign of where he lived-- if he was well cared for, if his garments had been many-times mended or if they were rarely worn, what material they are made from.  She studies these things and focuses on memorizing every detail of these things, hoping to understand them later.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">checks</div><div class="spoiler_body">Autohynosis to memorize, focus: At 2011-08-04 08:44:12, icsyhyat (uid: 768) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30562)</div></div>Search: At 2011-08-04 08:46:22, icsyhyat (uid: 768) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 24 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30563)<br/><br/>When the others return, she has moved on to finding material-- hopefully a torn sail, a waterlogged cloak from, or piece of canvas and rope-- to protect his body until they can return it to his people.  Once he's shrouded, she wraps the body in the remains of rope and ties them well enough to keep out scavengers.<br/><br/>"Alright," she says softly, seeming to gravitate toward Tavia-- perhaps as she's the only other one to react to the body.  She studies the others as they approach.  "What did you find?"