Respecting the Dead

[Canary La Muerte]

Canary gave yet another little sigh as the thoughts settled on her young mind. It was hard for her to see it from that point of view but maybe one day he would get over it... maybe he would see that family is family no matter what you struggle to go through and it would be because of her. The thought was comforting at least as she looked out over the graveyard that had so many lost lives. She turned back to Ichabod and gave him a warm smile. "You can always speak with them... I am sure they listen. Where I am from, they have day of the dead festivals. Dia de los muertos. I would watch people going to graves to remember their ancestors and other loved ones they had lost. Graves of those not remember I would go to... I didn't belong to anyone so I tried to remember those who were lost..." she thought about the graves, and she had been too poor to afford any offerings but she would spend a few minutes at the graves all over.

Like many of the tombstones no one would pay attention to the little orphan girl. No one wanted to be bothered by the homeless when they would celebrate with their happy families. Aurelian had been different though... he had seen her and he wanted to help her. She drew a deep breath, her heart lifting at the memory but she turned to Ichabod. "The fact that you remember them is enough to keep their memories and souls alive." she assured him softly.

[Ichabod]

He smiled gently back to the young lady, "I do what I think is right even if it is for the dead." He took another sip of his beer and came to the realization, "It is late, don't you think your father would be worried about where you are?"

He figured he should offer his protection so she would get home safely, "I have nothing else going on tonight. Would you like me to see you home?"

[Canary La Muerte]

She paused at the question, mismatched eyes suddenly going wide as she grabbed her cellphone from her pocket and yanked it out. She opened it up to gaze at the time and then groaned. "You're so right... it's late and if I miss curfew Aurelian will do something evil." she sighed and slipped her phone back into her pocket before removing the jacket and held it out to him. "It's alright... I'm probably going to run the entire way and it's just to the school dorms." she offered the duster back to the original owner and smiled at him softly.

"Thank you so much for the talk tonight. It really helped.... and the water! I'm sure i'll be very thirsty but the time I reach the dorms." she didn't want to insult him but she was a track athlete, and an older man running wasn't really good on their hearts. Aurelian even was out of shape from time to time when he helped her train. He had been a great football athlete when he was younger but now he wasn't in such good shape.

[Ichabod]

"Thought the punishment may be unfair, it would be justified if you do not hurry" He took back his jacket with a smile, "It was good speaking with you as well." He nodded, "Well then, you have a pleasant night and if you feel you need someone to talk to again. You know where I will be."

She was being nice, she was fit as a fiddle and she was thinking about the old mans age. Ichabod may be old but he could still match The Flash in speed and the Superman in strength, if he wanted too. He nodded once again as he gingerly walked past Canary and back to his supplies to put them away. He disappeared into the trees behind the shed to oversee the girls way home.