It's hard for Tyr to look at and draws his eye in at the same time. All that blood... All Rita's blood. It's no wonder she's so pale now... His nails dig into her skin for just a second before he realises what he's doing and lets go of her.

"I do... It's my job since...it's my place," he says quietly. And he knows what happened to her more than she does... He still grabs his staff from its place by the door before grabbing the device from the floor.