Useless woman. Here she went to all this trouble to get away from useless, bickering people, and what does she get? An afterlife full of useless, bickering people. "Is this the punishment, Mother?" she asks the sky, lifting her hands only to let them flop in a gesture of utter disgust for everything. "We're dead, woman. I just left your husband and the others bickering in the woods, and like as not you'll see them soon enough. They wanted someone to blame, too."

Rolling her eyes, she takes a moment to look around the garden surrounding them. "Could be worse," she decides. "Could be better. You never did answer my question."