"Well, I'll think about it. But if I try it and I don't like it it'd be really hard to put back, so I want to be really conservative there."

"A Raise Dead is Easily Sourced in this City, but Expensive. Good to be Sure. Think about It!"

Nod. “And a Raise Dead won’t cover it if you’ve been undead, and a Resurrection is even more expensive. If we thought we could reasonably save up for one we’d want it for Mama.”

Clarabella nods. "How long has She been Dead?"

“A few weeks.”

"Too long for the Cheapest Type of Clerical Resurrection. And you are Sure she would not Prefer to Be a Badger?"

“…I am…surer that she would be fine with being a badger in Nirvana than that she would be fine being an undead badger.”

"We Could Ask! Eriape has a Spell for Speaking with Dead! She made an Arcane Version of the Popular Divine One!"

“—You did? Really? That’s amazing!”

“I think at some point we have to stop being surprised that she’s accomplished incredibly cool shit.”

"I think she Has to be Really Dead Though."

“Yeah. We were going to have to do that anyway.”

"Would you like someone to do it...respectfully...and where you don't need to see it?"

“…Seeing it isn’t the problem, just, I don’t—know how to do it as painlessly as possible. …Actually if it’s possible I’d like to hold her hand while it happens.”

Nod nod.

"Not fire, not Principal Energies, I would Suggest Then."

"Dagger through the heart?"

"If the Heart was cut Fully Apart, That would Work and Be Quick, unless she was a Very Great Adventurer"

Jac looks at Luzai with some sympathy. 

"There's a roof terrace with a gorgeous view, upstairs. You can see the ocean, and the ships coming in. There's even some plants."

“That sounds—very good. Thank you.”

The roof terrace is everything that's promised, with splendid view of Sothis, looking down at the port, coated with rugs. A cluster of Avistani plants are planted in pots rimmed with carefully glazed dancing badgers.  The multi-hued sails of the ships coming into port dance across the bright water. It is somewhat above the city din, and every so often there's the sound of a sea bird.