Greta looked behind her and at the maid who watched the fracas going on.
"Ask him why he's not answering me?" She screamed. "Tell him to tell me where Anthony is and I'll go by myself to get him back to Ziviel!"
The joints around her loin area went weak and her knees buckled. She fell to the ground at Seth's feet still grabbing onto his shirt. A loud and sad cry escaped her mouth as she threw herself on the floor. Greta's head was bent to the side.
"S-Sun needs h-him… she needsbjwr father! I need him… it's so cold… so hard without him…"
Seth watched her in his crouching position. She had pulled him to the ground with her and he let her. He could understand how she felt as he tried to put himself in her shoes. Sethe remembered how he felt every passing day during his dreadful stay in the realm of the undead. It wasn't something that he wished to experience again in his lifetime.