Hoshor Plains junebug, what have you done? [m]

Her daughter may of struggled, but Miriam simply continued over, and over. She wasn't sure how else to comfort besides simply being there, a shield that she couldn't have been a while ago. A fleeting look to Mal, a look of desperation for him to find the man who done this. She wanted justice, but she was conflicted on what kind of justice, that she wanted. The comforting motion from Mal calmed her rage for just a moment.. Then a look to Riley, before back to Liliana.

"We will go home.. We will definitely go home," the mother whispered to her child. She would bring her home, and make sure she would not leave from her sight, anymore.