//Unmarked Grave meme\\ Loki stepped up behind Helena, slowly. "Who is it?" His tone was solemn, but mild curiosity permeated his voice.
You see my character at the cemetery, placing flowers on an unmarked grave. What do you do?
Hel stood gazing upon the grave, as if she was frozen or charmed by unknown forces; it seemed as if she did not notice Loki's presence at all, since she did not jump up or yelp as she would have usually... However, she was, in fact, thinking, processing and trying to find words.
Such a simple question he asked but there was no easy answer to it, whatever she'd have said wouldn't have been enough to describe Isabelle, though maybe---
"Past," Helena finally uttered and shrugged. "My Isabelle, Izzie. Someone who used to be my world, my love... but is now just, poof! gone. So these visits don't even matter any longer-- just a ritual to express respect for the dead even if there probably is none left, formality." The way she mumbled it all out suggested that Hel actually was deeply disturbed.