DELPHIA
Delphia smiled, glad to see some sort of reaction out of him at long last. Good food had a way of doing that to people though. "I am glad you enjoy them. They are my mother's recipe." she said, folding up the empty cloth and placing it back into her bag. Everything she cooked had some connection to her mother, one of the few very tangible things she had taken from her mother's heritage and incorporated into her own life. And she would remember that Loren seemed to appreciate this sort of food, that it could bring him some emotion separate from his grief when need be.The digging was certainly hard work in the frozen ground of Halo, but with it warmed from the phoenix and the many paws diligently clawing at it, it seemed that slowly but surely progress was being made. The demigoddess knelt down as well, pulling piles of dirt away from the hole to make it easier on Loren and his cadre of weasels.
life is a dream walking
death is going home
