He shakes his head, offering the tiniest of smiles, both hopeful and apologetic still. "Neither bear any specifications. I trust you, and I trust the staff to do the best that can be done with what is available." He hesitates, just a moment, before looking at her again. "Thank you for accepting this, Katriane. I know this is a busy season for you, and I would understand if you had refused."

But he's grateful that she didn't. That she's shouldering this for him, for the family, for the Suit. Isaac touched so many lives, and it's only fitting that his memorial service be open to all of those lives.