Even without the fluorescent lighting, Harry would have been hard pressed not to notice how much Arthur had seemed to age in just a day or two. The shine to his auburn locks – which had already been receding along his hairline – now seemed to have faded dangerously. Even so, the patriarch made his best attempt at stoicism, holding court with the solemnity commensurate as the head of the family. "We will take him home with us," he stated firmly. "We will bury him in the family plot, next to Uncle Gideon and Uncle Fabian."