In a tense moment, Geraldine focuses intently on Callo as she discreetly reaches for her gun in her purse. Stepping out into the frigid air, her heels sink into the snow, and she expresses her sorrow for Callo's tragic fate. Despite the cold and her impending actions, Geraldine contemplates the weight of fear in their uncertain situation.

Callo, surprisingly calm and tearful, reflects on their shared experiences, suggesting they are not so different after all. He reveals a deep understanding of death, implying that the dead are free from fear, guilt, or regret. This haunting exchange highlights the complexity of their emotions in the face of mortality.