"Always, after her "conversations" with him, she would kneel down and kiss the headstone, remembering the feel of his lips on hers. The cold marble was always an unpleasant shock to her. Perhaps another tear would fall, but she steeled herself for the return to the mansion. She arranged the flowers prettily before she stood up; wondering if that made her a woman as well, not a monster." ___ Quote from a fanfiction, 'Words of Comfort,' which is were I got the inspiration for this. Yes, yet another angsty drawing of Seras, gomen. =_= I think I'm getting better with sideviews, or at least I hope so. Anyhow, hope you all like it.