Her smile faded as she considered the funeral and everything it entailed.  "That's odd.  It's not even really my mother's fight and yet she had held that grudge as tight as a vice."  Evelyn said, somewhat relieved to know his father had been ready to let go of the past.  She now thought that her mother might keep ill feelings until she too was on her deathbed, considering her threat today, but it didn't matter.  Evelyn could move the family forward, with or without her mother's council seat.<br/><br/>"I can come with you...Unless you think your family wouldn't want me there.  I don't want to upset anyone...But I have no issue going with you, even if I have to endure a handful of snarky comments.  I want to support you."  She said as she took a seat at one of the barstools that lined the kitchen counter.  There was a small table against the wall as well, with enough space for two to eat.<br/><br/>"I'm really fine.  I don't think I was ready for the spectacle either, partially because we're giving this a real goal.  It feels odd to celebrate something that just started. " She shrugged.  "Not that I'm not happy, and the fact that that flame went gold...It's really honestly best that we didn't have a crowd, I can imagine the gossip would be humming and the entire event would overshadow the tragedy that has just happened.  I wouldn't want that."