ABASI
Abasi observed how Loren stood now, so straight and formal. The contrast between his posture now and where they had just been, fluid and soft against each other made him smile just slightly, keeping most of his amusement to himself. "Yes. With my experience with preparing bodies for burial and my discussion with you earlier, I was thinking this place could perhaps use somebody willing to learn the death traditions and put them into practice for each Outlander and Natural as they like."
Pulling on his shirt and going to put the cloth back in the bucket, Abasi rubbed his hands dry over it. "What are your goals?"
The gods who existed before me
rest now in their tombs
