It had been a long time since Liara had been afraid of bugs. Half a lifetime of dig sites, old libraries, old classrooms, and old apartments had trained the natural fear and revulsion right out of her. She had nearly laughed on hearing about Tali almost giving her hiding place away because a bug had crawled towards her. Tali, to her credit, laughed as well pointing out that it was extra silly since she wears a suit all the time and really didn't know why it bothered her that time. As Liara tried to sleep while Shepard and Tali grumped at the malfunctioning VI, Liara found herself staring at the vents in a cold sweat. Her body still itched and tingled as she thought about the Rachni, unable to scratch and relieve that through a hard suit she had essentially no option but to imagine that smaller versions now crawled on her skin waiting to burrow into her flesh.
That was perhaps a tad dramatic, but Liara felt herself twitching and worrying all the same.
With her stomach hanging out somewhere around twenty feet below her feet and the constant internal chill left over from her fear, Liara had been unable to eat, drink, or rest. And it was her turn to sleep. Tali had gotten first round, then Shepard had taken second. It was third shift, Liara needed to sleep. Who knew how many more lurked below, along with Geth and most likely her family. No, her mother's…Benezia's followers. She clenched her jaw and hoped beyond hope she was wrong. That below them there were no Asari at all. That below them there was her mother and her many adoptive aunts. That Saren was there, half dead from cold. That she was back safe on the ship. Her stomach flipped and her back began to cramp. Liara forced herself to deal with the pain. Hurting was good. That's what she had been told over and over, hurting is good it means you're alive.
Was mother alive? Maybe she had been killed and the recording faked? Maybe she had fled after that, knowing she had done wrong and wanting to stay away from others. She would hide at one of her bolt holes and stay until this was over. She would be afraid, scared for what she had done what she could still do. She was not here on Noveria. Liara left the fear come back creeping with the cold.
She was not rattled by what they would find. It was definitely the Rachni, which was ridiculous because she hadn't been afraid of bugs for years and years and years.