The trip to the city ended up leaving Ma'tanza's previous question to Tzirret to the back on his mind. He had remembered by the time they reached the road, but Ma'tanza had not brought it up again and Tzirret did not feel the need to confront the issue.

The city itself was about the same as Tzirret remembered when they last visited, though the entry from a different angle gave it something of a new light.

The family was looking around curiously as well, but the temple dropped all their jaws, even half-asleep F'sresa.

Tzirret was of course familiar with temples of the Eight from childhood, so he found Ma'tanza's reaction to be amusing enough to let out a laugh. Now he knew what he looked like to others when he was overwhelmed by something new. "Just wait to see inside," Tzirret said, giving her a nudge, "The sun lights up the windows from outside and you can see all the colours."

Gallus had been inside Bruma's temple plenty of times, but he did not interact with the clergy at all. He looked at the doors apprehensively and leaned to Meesei. "So, how will this work? Just go in and ask the first priest we see?"