[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color] Zeus's Cabin[/center]
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	Taking a step back, arthur nodded. He didn't feel great about having to bury his sister, but maybe, he thought, it would help him. This might give him some kind of closure, but he knew it'd be hard as hell to do. Pushing his thoughts away from that, he contemplated Leda's proposition: Finding somebody to teach him how to use his powers would help him survive but, after what just happened, he didn't want to be raise the dead again for awhile. He felt like if he did something like that again, he wouldn't be able to handle it.

	How he was going to honor Ash, he had no idea. He could think of things she liked, but what that meant in the context of putting his sister to rest, he had no idea. "[color=4286f4]If... we're gonna be burning her body, maybe we could put some things she would've liked along with her.[/color]" He said, uncertainly. "[color=4286f4]She had a backpack she was really fond of that's back in the cabin.[/color]" His voice died out as he said that. The once refined and quiet allure of the mausoleum-esque halls of the Hades cabin now seemed like an icy tomb for him and him alone. The thought of spending the coming night by himself in that place seemed impossible, and scared him to death at the thought of it.