She can feel Gabriel's influence cutting through the oppressive presence of her sisters and for a moment her attention is almost shaken loose from the scene, but they are too close, the destruction too vast, the scope of the sacrifice too horrible. They are pleading with her and threatening her and she doesn't want this, can't bear it, feels herself weaken under the incredible pressure of it. Gabriel's words are supposed to help, they're supposed to be a solution, she can tell that much, but she's fallen through rifts, been to many New Yorks, so what is he trying to say?

And then everything stops and she gasps at the force being exerted all around her, struggling to drag her eyes away from the scene and back to Gabriel. How did he do this? She can only think of one entity powerful enough to influence reality on this scale and she pales even more, placing her hands on his chest in a faint gesture of appeal. "Are you the weapon? The Moment? We need you to end this, all of it, we understand the price, but please." It comes out in a rush, as though she's afraid she won't have the resolve to finish her request, or the strength. Around them, the landscape is starting to fall away, tearing up, even the accusing shapes of the other ships fading reluctantly. But this isn't the War's doing, it's her mind slowly disintegrating under the damage, and she's shaking.