"I didn't go to many parties, either." Qebhet admitted, looking down at her shoes. She supposed she ought to have guessed it was the same for them, from what they'd told her of their Underworld. "Um...there were festivals, though! My favourite was the Wadi. The people all came together in a big procession along the Nile to the necropolis. They came to the graves with flowers and food. Sometimes they spent all night there, feasting and singing with their dead. It was wonderful." Her face brightened with the memory.