La Signora had faced her fate.

You were a funeral host working for the Fatui and had organized her funeral, holding deep respect for your dear friend.

All of the Fatui paid their respects as Pyro-ember butterflies still sought her comfort, drifting through the air.

Behind you, Pantalone approached, draping a coat over your shoulders. He seemed unusually caring.

His smile hid a multitude of emotions.

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