Hold hands?

"What? What are you . . . talking about?" Miyu asked, her face pale.

Euphemia gazed at her icily and stepped closer.

"I died because my fiancé wanted to marry you and when he couldn't, he decided to kill me instead," Euphemia said.

"N-no, I have no idea what you're talking about," Miyu said.

"Matsuya Hiro killed me because of you," Euphemia said, her eyes burning with rage but her voice running icy cold.

"Miyu, I think we should go," Glenn said.

"You died because of me?" Miyu asked, her eyes wide and horrified.

"That's right. Your crazy fan killed someone and that someone is me! Would you like me to repeat it for you again?" Euphemia asked.

"N-no," Miyu said weakly.

"I died because of you and you have the audacity to show yourself in front of me! I died because of you!" Euphemia screamed.

Glenn stood up from the sofa and went behind Miyu. He held her shoulders from behind.

"Miyu, let's go," Glenn said softly.