To be buried by your hands -- it would not be such a terrible thing.
[ The other Sinners might describe Hong Lu as frivolous or easily distracted, but Yi Sang thinks out of all of them, Hong Lu would know his ideal length and depth for that hole. Hong Lu would know that Yi Sang's choice of wood for his coffin is that of a plum tree, but if it would cause others too much trouble, he wouldn't mind having his body lowered into the grave even without a shroud. Hong Lu would know the kinds of items he might wish to be buried with, and he would not necessarily be gentle about heaping the earth over him, but he would do it with care.
He doesn't mind having Hong Lu's magnifying glass hovering over him, even if its lens concentrated a sunbeam onto his clothes and caused them to burst aflame.
There had been a time when he'd wished to be lowered into hollowed-out earth, but now is not the time. ]
...there are, however, tasks I would like to accomplish prior to that.
[ Yi Sang turns his head to gaze at his company. His own eyes are inquisitive as he poses a question, one that is simply intended to invoke thought. ]
Would you prefer to bury me, or would you prefer to be buried with me?
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[ The other Sinners might describe Hong Lu as frivolous or easily distracted, but Yi Sang thinks out of all of them, Hong Lu would know his ideal length and depth for that hole. Hong Lu would know that Yi Sang's choice of wood for his coffin is that of a plum tree, but if it would cause others too much trouble, he wouldn't mind having his body lowered into the grave even without a shroud. Hong Lu would know the kinds of items he might wish to be buried with, and he would not necessarily be gentle about heaping the earth over him, but he would do it with care.
He doesn't mind having Hong Lu's magnifying glass hovering over him, even if its lens concentrated a sunbeam onto his clothes and caused them to burst aflame.
There had been a time when he'd wished to be lowered into hollowed-out earth, but now is not the time. ]
...there are, however, tasks I would like to accomplish prior to that.
[ Yi Sang turns his head to gaze at his company. His own eyes are inquisitive as he poses a question, one that is simply intended to invoke thought. ]
Would you prefer to bury me, or would you prefer to be buried with me?