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[graciousness]

I would ask, if it is not too much of a trouble - can anyone tell me if there is a place in this city where one could go and lay a flower for someone they have lost?

It is simply that - my father was buried in my world and I would travel to lay flowers for him when I could.

but since none of know how long we'll be staying here, I would like to know if such a place exist.

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voice

[curatesecrets]

[since this is a personal sort of question, Artie feels like video would be too intrusive and text would be too personal. voice seems like a fair balance. he speaks up quietly]

I'm new here, so I'm not sure, but ... if there isn't? You could always create a memorial in your room... In some cultures, people reserve a small space for pictures and other items that remind them of the person they've lost.

[he knows a lot about honoring the memories of people he's known, after all]

voice

[graciousness]

[ she switches to voice as well, for the sake of good manners and thinks of his words while she does. ]

In my world it is common to have headstones above the graves of those who have passed. How would one make a memorial in a room?

[curatesecrets]

Well, there are a number of ways. The most common is to put objects and images that remind you of them on a table, or a mantel. A lot of people burn candles or incense, too, but I'm not sure how much access we have to that kind of thing.

[graciousness]

I do wish I had something of his. We did not have much but he was a hardworking man and always smiling. He wanted to do better, to give us a better life.

[ but he had failed to see Gwen did not need luxury to be happy and he lost his life for that; it is something that will always hurt her. ]

[curatesecrets]

Hmm. ... What did he do for work? Maybe there's something around here you could use to, I don't know, represent his trade.

[graciousness]

He was a blacksmith, my Lord. He had a small smithy in Camelot. I was thinking of perhaps taking on the work here, if there will be need for swords or armor.

[curatesecrets]

Oh - [there's a soft sigh of a laugh, a humble one] - I'm not a Lord, you can just call me Artie. Maybe you could find something made out of iron, some sort of --

Wait, did you say "Camelot"?

[graciousness]

It's nice to meet you, Artie.

[ she smiles, inclines her head. ]

-- Camelot, yes. that is the name of the city I came from. Before here, of course.

[curatesecrets]

There's a legendary city named Camelot, where I'm from, but it's been gone for centuries, now. Maybe they're not the same, it's probably just a coincidence.

But it's nice to meet you, too. What's your name?

[graciousness]

Guinevere - Gwen, if you'd like. Nearly everyone call me that.

[curatesecrets]

[NO. WAY. he's just going to take a moment to process that. wow. time travel's A Thing here, that much has been proven, but to actually be talking to THE Guinevere --! ... okay, calm down, Arthur. even the oldest stories are so varied that there's no telling which one is true. especially since Excalibur's scabbard is sitting quietly back home in the Warehouse...]

Gwen it is, then. It's a pleasure to meet you. .... And I am sorry about your father. Did you lose him recently?

[graciousness]

Not very recently, no. It's been two years. At times it feels like less but -

Thank you, for saying that.

[ Tom was a simple man, so few had felt sorry to see him leave the world. ]

[curatesecrets]

Of course. It's - never easy to lose anyone. Especially when they're family. ... I hope you're able to find something that you can do here to honor his memory.

[graciousness]

Thank you. Do you have family here?

[curatesecrets]

In a manner of speaking, yes. We're not - we're not related by blood, but - well, we might as well be.