There was a dull, sad look in Euphemia's eyes when she woke that morning. She only managed half-hearted nods to her nurse when she asked if she was all right. The voice on the intercom wasn't mechanical, but it didn't really make her feel any better, either.

Lelouch was dead, and she hadn't been able to do anything. She couldn't get the sight of his body lying there like that out of her head, and no matter what she did, she couldn't get the sound of those screams out, either. She took a moment to write a few notes on the bulletin before heading into the cafeteria. That hadn't been such a good idea in hindsight. While she had at least gotten messages to Suzaku and Teresa, the fact that someone had the nerve to pretend they didn't know what happened... it took a lot to make the princess angry normally, but that had been enough to do it.

Euphy didn't want to eat anything by the time she got to the cafeteria, but she made herself put some French toast, juice, and fruit on her tray anyway, and found a seat far away from the others.

[help me, Obi-Wan Suzaku, you're my only hope!]