Libera considered his words carefully. Would it confuse Mary too much? Was it a disgrace to their poor dead daughter? Already they were on their way but now unmoving was giving Libera the ability to actually consider it all. But she trust Honos judgement on things far more than her own. "I'll follow your lead," she eventually said.
She wanted a drink. And a hot dog. Sooner or later they'd drive past somewhere that could give her at least one of those things.