Date: 2024-08-04 10:09 pm (UTC)
pineapplesalmon: (a blank sadness)
[César starts to try to think of what to say about the first, but the second makes him pause. He chews as he lets that settle in. The father has been on the front lines of war....]

... I'd like a small funeral and some sort of headstone I can visit to talk to them. To work through the spiritual side of grief. It's my duty as their eldest son—something I need to do.

And for the shrine—I can make the shelves—I have a woodshop and some skill—and an excess of money to cover the cost of what goes on it. No candles, too dangerous. I just... can't bless things.

[He pauses and then pulls out a small ring box, opening it to reveal his parents' wedding ring and his mother's engagement ring.] These... somehow washed ashore. I plan to get a chain to keep them with me.
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