Two Eyes Cenote Leaf-nosed

nothing to bury. qiao disguised the bitter disappointment with a slow, owlish blink of her green eyes. there were other things they could use; remnants of a vile placenta, discards of uterine lining. it would not be as powerful, no — but pieces of flesh were a better offering than nothing. 

you must rest, first. qiao instructed, beginning to rifle through the scant things in her pouch. then, i will find you in the morning.