*Cedric, still holding on to Gizelo, looks up at Dante and Cole. He has a completely different persona; expressionless, monotone, and emotionless. His eyes no longer have their usual spark and vigor. He speaks in a quiet, clipped voice.*
*to Dante* Gizelo is dead, Dante.
*to Cole* Cole, inspect her room. She may have left a few things in there. We'll sort them out and empty that room as soon as we're done here.
*Cedric resumes holding Gizelo close. He whistles the song, very, very silently. He cradles her, rocking slightly*