Winter manages to stand back up with Grace's help. She looks into the skies.
"No... Must be stronger. Always stronger. For Four. For Gwen. Sara, Lambda, Riou, Grace, Gerry, Tophat.... I must be stronger." she whispers to herself. Looking back down, she glazes into her hands as they become fists.
I WILL be stronger.
Her face becomes hardened. Serious. Resolute. She walks past Grace, with determination in every step.