Reclaiming Our Past

She had not expected this from Ruth.  She knew he respected their history, and sought, as she did, to reclaim relics of it, but the reverence he showed to her long-passed friend and their resting place surprised her.  It wasn't just that he sought the things of the past, he respected their long-gone ways.  It a depth to him that she hadn't seen before, and she found her opinion warming as a result.

[color=#9a00b2]"No, we wouldn't want anyone thinking better of you, would we?"[/color] She said lightly.  Now that she'd caught a glimpse of what lay beneath Ruth's irreverent and frustrating exterior she knew there was more to him than he showed most.  Infuriating that a soul so curious and intelligent didn't wish to be seen as such.  But that was up to him and it was not her place to do or say otherwise.

And so, on a more serious note, she inclined her head and stated, [color=#9a00b2]"If that is what you wish, I shall respect it."[/color]

With that, she made her way to the side of the sarcophagus opposite him and knelt.  She had her own rituals to perform to honor the dead and protect what they had left behind.  Ruth could watch or not, partake or not, it would not bother her either way.  Now that she had found her way here it would not be right to go without leaving things as they should be.