There"s something comforting about the murmur of voices filling the canteen. Perhaps because no one cares about anyone other than their direct companions while they"re sitting here.
Matia"s head is resting on the bench next to Nik, waiting for him to sneak some of his chicken to her. Even though I know it"s a bad thing to teach her, I can"t help but be amused at the way he goes about it, and how much he seems to enjoy spoiling her.
She seems to be just as much of a fan.
"Okay, so that"s the funerals observed for Woser, Hori, and Setau, right?" I ask Nik.
He nods. "You"ve got Pawero"s tomorrow to observe."
"What about Amenken?"
"His is the day after."
"Okay, anything else I need to be doing?"
He shakes his head. "You"re scheduled in the traditional mummification rooms, as normal."
