She quietly sat in meditation at the temple, her mother speaking softly to practitioners here to pray. She had trotted along in her mother's wake arms full of flowers and incense, eyes watery as she tried not to cry. Liara had wanted to go to the park, not the temple, they were always at the temple. Athame would understand them enjoying the day. Even as she pulled closer to her mother in fear of the strangers around her, Liara felt a pang of anger at her. Now turned to guilt she sat quietly and watched as person after person spoke with Benezia. Many in tears, with grateful thanks when they were done. Ducking her head lower in shame Liara asked for forgiveness for being so bad as to want her mother alone again