She's not much for gentleness. In fact, she's quite the opposite as she dumps Vriska's body on the floor of her home like it were a sack of potatoes. She stares at the cerulean blood on her hands, regarding it as if it had just said...well, as if it had just said some of the things that Vriska was usually known for saying.

She regards her fellow Hero of Light's body briefly as more blue blood leaks out, soaking into her floor. She hadn't seen how she died, but she's pretty sure she knows. At least, she hopes she does. She hopes her incredibly low opinion of Vriska is correct and she wasn't stupid enough to get herself killed through an act that the universe might construe as heroic (she didn't want to consider it being the alternative).

A couple minutes pass, and then a couple more. She removes her hood and her shades, placing her hands over her eyes. She's tired. She hasn't slept since before they'd left on their assignment, and when she'd found Vriska's corpse, she'd done her best to keep it hidden until she could bring it back here. She wracks her brain, trying to think of how long it's been since she found the body. She knows there's a delay sometimes, but does it usually take this long? When another few minutes pass, and nothing happens, she's dreading the worst. What if she's already respawned on the station? What if Hypatia has another God Tier at her disposal now. How in God's name is she going to tell that to John and Strider and Karkat?

She almost kicks Vriska. Instead, she just stomps her feet in the pool of blood and turns her back on the body.

"If you leave me alone with them like this, I swear I will bring you back myself just to kill you again, Serket..."