"It sounds like a good deal to me." Javi looked around the graves again and his palm once more ran over the old stone. His smile was a bit wistful as he glanced towards Mason. "I want to travel some day. I was thinking of some study-abroad programs. You know, go out and take classes other places and see other things but..." He shrugged a bit and then straightened. He stretched. "I don't think I can do it with this whole god stuff going on. I shouldn't leave the country. Can't leave Sita."