The atmosphere was calm, not overly solemn, but certainly not a joyous occasion.
Compared to previous days, there was a minimal police presence, more related to the continuing bomb warnings on the main street than the vigil itself, though convoys of police vans, a familiar sight in Edinburgh these days, continued to hurtle up and down the street.
Most of the crowd had drifted away by 11pm, likly in order to catch the final bus home.
At about 11:45, a couple of yobs came along and tore the banners down, ******s.
I walked home through Edinburgh, the city is very quiet, with hardly any traffic away from the main roads.