Start by admitting that from cradle to tomb
Isn't that long a stay
Bastien was not sure that anyone really knew a way past this: how could there be one, when Rexanna had died? Goddess or not, he doubted the Voice's ability to bring her back to him, and without that as a possibility there was nothing the Goddess could do more than give him distractions and advice for the future: still, he trusted no one else more to do that.
"I will, yes. We will be ah...arranging for her body..." He had to take a breath here to control himself, to really realise that yes, he was talking about his wife's corpse. "..privately, but then I intend to hold a ceremony at the Sanctuary. You would be welcome, of course - the more to celebrate her life, the better." A ghost of a flicker of a smile appeared on his lips, so briefly it would be easily missed.
"I will, yes. We will be ah...arranging for her body..." He had to take a breath here to control himself, to really realise that yes, he was talking about his wife's corpse. "..privately, but then I intend to hold a ceremony at the Sanctuary. You would be welcome, of course - the more to celebrate her life, the better." A ghost of a flicker of a smile appeared on his lips, so briefly it would be easily missed.
Come to the Cabaret, old chum
Bastien
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