[ME] flying too close to the sun

Zariah came, but she did not sit in the circle. Expressionless as always, she hung a little back, close enough to hear, but not really part of the group. Her youngest, Jace, was in her arms, far too serious for a boy his age. Beatrix stood at her side for a moment before she surged forward to claim a spot on the blanket. She was young. She'd learn that socializing was overrated in time. Besides, that wasn't the point. Zariah was there to hear what the man had to say, to learn more about this world. The more she knew, the more prepared she would be to lead and protect her family. That's all this was about. Nothing personal. Just business. Zariah Come join the chorus of the unimpressed