For a bit Stella sits quietly. "It feels different than losing the baby. I knew he would pass sometime it was just a matter of when." Soon Stella would take her place as the leader of the temple. Her thread bare robes had been replaced with newer ones, and instead of  older almost thread bare ones. Also she had put her hair up in a bun for the first time she is received in the grand hall of the temple by the monks. They all bow to her as she sits on the raised slab. A couple days later she is leaning against Dagger, but is restless. "I think, if you're gentle...I can handle making love again," she says looking up to him. They're outside just spending some time alone.