He spends a few moments trying to parse what having ancestors is like. Family. A heritage. It's only mildly successful, while he did have those things before becoming an Illithid, that society was so ruthless and murderous that it could hardly be called a true family. Certainly there were house ties, there was the idea of a matrilinial heritage. But it was truly everyone for themselves. And the dead weren't revered, if they wanted to be revered they shouldn't have died.
So the idea of honoring them has never occurred to Imbros in all his centuries of life. At least not until he was introduced to the lanterns at the festival months ago.
"And this is something you want to do? What happens if you do not? Aren't they free to wander as they wish?"
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So the idea of honoring them has never occurred to Imbros in all his centuries of life. At least not until he was introduced to the lanterns at the festival months ago.
"And this is something you want to do? What happens if you do not? Aren't they free to wander as they wish?"