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Quintus nearly barreled over the priest of Dis Pater when he entered his father's room. "Father!" he said, almost yelled. His father simply gazed up at the tiled roof above him. His eyes were vacuous and empty, but he seemed to acknowledge the presence of his son. The elder Roman raised his arm, trying to reach for his son, or so Quintus thought. Still, Quintus grasped his father's hand, noting how weak his fathers once strong grip felt. 

"I'm here, father." said the young Roman. The older man said nothing, but only turned his head. His eyes were sunken in, and his face reminded Quintus of a skull. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. Before he could find any words, Gaius Lutatius Catullus smiled at his son. When he did so, his hand went lax. His eyes glared through his son, into empty space. But his smile remained

Quintus let go of Gaius' hand, and as he did so, the priest held his hand out to Quintus, and handed him three gold coins. The young Roman closed his father's eyes and placed two coins there, and placed the last in his mouth, under his tongue. Without a word, Quintus walked out of the room, he thought he saw Kala walk by, but he did not notice.