[She watches, anxious, as the Archangel looks over the gravestone. She cannot help but be anxious, given that it is possible Romeo's fate lies here before her. And at the Lady's words, she claps her hands to her mouth in horror. She takes a moment to breathe before she speaks. To break down in front of Lady Raphael - she will not disgrace the Lady so.]

Real.... Then, the vision I saw, that is real as well? My Romeo will....

[She swallows hard. She will not weep. Not now. But her voice still wavers.]

He will drink a vial of poison and condemn himself to Hell?

[Why?]