It's a superficial thought, but Adia is glad that her clothes are clean. She'd hate for Amelia to have had to press her face into the ever-present filth of New Caprica. She pats her back once before she pulls away, then offers the tissue again. Amelia can take that, or her hand. "You didn't get closure. That's hard. That's the hardest kind of grief to wrestle with."

She watches Amelia with soft, worried eyes. It feels a little like she's betraying Steve to talk about him like he's not going to make it, but this is her friend's perception of events. If it helps to talk about the rituals surrounding death, she'll do it. "It's traditional to bury our dead. We, um, we put a coin in their mouth, so they can pay Charon's fare... he's the ferryman who carries souls across the river that surrounds the Underworld. A priest will say the blessing of the dead and read a passage from the Sacred Scrolls. And then after the funeral, there's usually a reception, an opportunity to offer condolences to the person's loved ones..."

Her voice catches a little at the end. "S-sorry. We've lost a lot of people in the war. We've had memorial services for the fallen. There are too many to-- to honor individually."