Calista was even more confused. She was positive her father had remebered things he wasn't telling her and that made her spine straighten. She was in this confusing loop but yet didn't have nearly half the information as everyone else. She stayed close to her father and before she knew it they were back at their home.<br/><br/>Calista swayed slightly from the suddeness of the move. Her father quickly abandoning her to go work at his anvil. Calista collapsed into the nearest chair. She knew she couldn't go speak to her father when he was in a mood like this. But she was positive he remembered something and something big. She buried her face in her hands and dreaded that he remembered what happened before he was broken free from the capsule that imprisoned him.<br/><br/>Getting up as she dwelled on it she paced the room. She felt the urge to do something and went and grabbed her cloak and bag. She needed fresh air. She knew her father wouldn't notice she was missing when he was busy at work. Pulling the hood tighlt around her she slid out the door.<br/><br/>She took to the weaving halls and made her way toward the temple in her mothers honor. Her mother had always been in the same battle she had faced and while she knew she couldn't help her in her delma she wanted the comfort of her presence even only in statue form. The grounds were litered with faithful. Taking her normalcspot in the back of the temple she gazed up at the likeness of her mom asking for help silently.