Since there was no body to bury, all Sven's family and friends gathered to celebrate his life at his church then his parents' home in Sweden. The remaining members of the Voltron Force were not there. Although they had filed for a brief vacation to go back home, they were rejected by GG because their presence on Arus was too important. So they had a visual link-up with Sven's family and joined in the service from the chapel on Arus. Allura expressed her utmost respect for Sven to his parents and showed them his place on a plaque on the wall that bore the names of the fallen soldiers of Arus. When the service was over, they expressed their sympathies one last time and severed the link.

Lance wiped his eyes and walked unsteadily out of the chapel. He headed straight for his quarters and a full bottle of vodka that he'd brought. He had lost one of his best friends and he did not feel like facing the others for a while, not even his other best friend, Keith. Pidge sniffed quietly and followed Hunk out the door. Allura, dressed in a black pair of pants and shirt, put a hand on Keith's shoulder. He looked up at her, his usually luminous black eyes dim. She gave his shoulder a firm squeeze and then left him to his grief.

Keith sat on the pew a long while after the others had left. His arm was in a sling and his face had healed somewhat, but he still looked battered and felt very weak. But mostly, he felt the weakness in his soul, not his body. He had lost another friend to the war and he didn't even have a grave to visit because Sven's body was on Doom. He covered his eyes with his hand and allowed the grief to engulf him.

Allura watched him from a screen at Castle Control. The corners of her mouth were turned down and her hands were slow as she turned off the camera in the chapel. The loss of one of her pilots was disastrous especially since they were now down one Lion. She did not know Sven well, but what she did know was that he was one of the best pilots in the Alliance and an honorable man. She felt his loss and sympathized with his friends. She had seen how Lance looked and the usually smug look on his face was gone now to be replaced with one filled with pain. Hunk hadn't eaten for days, instead walking around in a daze. Pidge spent hours in his workshop, doing Riaru knows what.

But it was Keith that worried her most. Ever since he had returned he hadn't spoken or moved much and ate even less. He looked like a ghost of what he was and even his strong will could not pull him out of the pit that he seemed to live in the past five days. He was gaunt and thinner than he was, since he and Hunk were apparently fasting. She knew that she should be doing something, but she didn't know what.

"I'll take over, Allura," Coran said, coming up behind her. "You've been sitting here all day."

She stood and walked mechanically out the door. Without even knowing it, her feet took her back outside the chapel doors. She stared at the Holy Crest of Riaru on them. She silently prayed to the Arusian god before stepping through the doors. In the semi-darkness, she could see Keith's bent head near the front of the room. With stealthy steps, she made her way up the aisle until she stood next to him. His free hand was still over his eyes and he didn't move although he had heard her coming. He knew that if he moved, she would see how much he was shaking.

"Keith," she whispered. "I'm sorry."

He didn't move, but she could see his shoulders tremble. He removed his hand from his face and she could see that though his eyes were dry, there was a pain inside him that caused them to shine brightly. She stepped forward and still standing, pulled him close to her. He sighed as he rested his cheek on her stomach and her fingers tangled in his hair. He didn't make a sound as she felt the heat of his tears go through her shirt.

"I'm sorry, Sven," she heard him say quietly, but his voice was steady. "I'm so sorry."