Laharl remained silent, as he continued to watch, still at a loss of what to say or do.

Meanwhile, his mother came to a stop before Vyers, gazing up at him with full recognition now, as her suspicions seemed to be confirmed.

Her eyes then flickered at his question, as she looked downwards. "I... I was making a choice..." she replied quietly, her gaze shifting for a moment back to Laharl.

The boy felt something in his chest clench again at her words. Of course, how else would she be alive? Taken from just before she... He found himself shuddering at the deep ache that burst to life, and thus promptly folded his arms tightly to his chest.