It’s one of the purest things you can do, to protect them from this, all this.
I mean, we knew he wouldn’t live forever, but it was our job to be there at the end for him, to give him comfort when he couldn’t see or hear anymore.
To hold him as he passed, to bury him.
— Lupita in Jason Pargin, I’m Starting to Worry About This Black Box of Doom, 2024, Ch. Day 1, p. 95