"He was a common warrior," you say. "He took his chances in life, and now he takes his chances in the spirit world. He served me well enough, true, but I am not accountable to him."
Garro's family members appear upset by your words, but you don't bother to listen to anything else they might have to say. Instead, you turn away from them and walk among the other mourners.
As you observe the rest of the funeral rites, you notice that a number of those gathered around the graves are armed and armored, indicating that they are supposed to be on guard duty. It's not surprising; with many of the tribe's warriors having ridden off to battle, a number of ordinary tribespeople have been drafted to help keep watch over Tar-Domos's perimeter. Clearly, their attachment to the deceased (or merely their curiosity) has overridden whatever orders they've been given.