"There is no better in death," Liliana said tightly. "There is only the cold of the void and worse. There was pain and fear and - do you have any idea what it feels to be helplessly dragged to--!" Again she stops, vibrating in place with words she is not saying. "Have you considered it might be a better use of your time and energy to actually try to save, rather than strewing banana peels between them and their grave?"