Nesir's eyes flickered, she opened her mouth to remind him that she wasn't a child. But she didn't have the energy to argue for the first time in her life. And she didn't feel very much like an adult at the moment.

"Can you be..." she took a breath, her vision was blacking out and she wasn't stupid. She knew how death worked and she knew if she didn't speak soon she wouldn't be able to speak at all.

"When you do be done..." Because she had seen his fascination with dead bodies, and guessed cutting them up was just something he liked to do. "Can you be burning me?"

Because death was scary, but the thought she would be put into a dark cave forever terrified her more than anything. Surely there was no way to be reborn from there.