Honos took the joint and inhaled deeply, letting the smoke roll around in his mouth and the back of his throat before he exhaled. It made him feel a bit more relaxed, and he welcomed that feeling.
"We tell her the truth," he replied. "Of a sort. We're her mother's family, and we heard time was running out. No one wants to think they're forgotten at the end. And then we stay. As long as she allows."