The last thing he wants to do is make her feel guilty. He's glad that it seems he's avoided that here. It's an important time for him, even if it's also a hard time.

She makes him laugh with that grain of salt. Honestly, in these hub worlds connected to others, that's a novelty. But, it doesn't take dying to have an appreciation for the dead.

"It sounds beautiful," He says honestly. "That is ours too. It's not a time for mourning-- at least not too much of it. It's supposed to be when both sides celebrated. You appreciate life, death, and those you love. Perhaps where you live, the rules for the dead really are different. In times long before me, things were different then too. At least, so I've heard."

Those stories came from when he was younger than her. The nuns were not too happy with him learning those, but he couldn't help what he loved. He tilts his head at her.

"Do you celebrate? With or for anyone?"