Faith had spent the majority of last season here, at the docks. At the place where so many had died and where she had been in charge of the relief effort. She glanced at Alissa as they sat, together, waiting for things to start. "People want you here," Alissa said and Faith nodded. "I know," she said and said no more on it. Faith was a very private person in very many ways and she knew that Alissa understood that, yet Faith could not explain how she felt about this service. She knew it was important, vital even for the people of Scalvoris and those who lived and worked in this area. Moreso, it was as important for each of those who had given their time here.
And more than anything, she wanted it to be about those people. The people who had died, the survivors, the families and the volunteers. Yet, she got the feeling that in places it was going to be about her and she really, truly didn't want it to be. It was true that she had co ordinated the relief effort, had overseen the rebuilding of this place and the creatuion of the garden of remembrance, but it was her job and therefore, no one should be even looking at her.
"Did you prepare a speech in case they ask for one?" Alissa asked and Faith turned to look at her with a wide eyed expression of panic. "I did not. Why would I need one? There is no time in the schedule for such." Alissa smiled and shook her head. "I don't understand why you're so nervous. Jumpy." Faith looked at Alissa and she knew that her friend was speaking the absolute truth. She didn't know. Yet Faith did. It was that name on the list of volunteers, the one who had donated his time and his money, who had grabbed her and pulled her backwards when she was nearly crushed by falling debris and who was not here. Last season it felt like they'd barely seen each other and Faith missed Padraig dreadfully. She worried about him at a deep and fundamental level and to have been without their connections, one to the other, for all this time had been hard on her.
When he wasn't here, she was less confident, she knew. Less able to get on and do what she needed to. He made everything possible.
With a smile to Alissa, Faith gestured to the small building, once a warehouse but commandeered for the trial, where the people coming here were meeting and being given drinks. "We should go," she said with a slight sigh. "It's a tour of the new buildings, then meeting in the Garden of Remembrance and Thanks in the middle, for the planting of the tree and revealing some dedication plaque or another that Brandel has insisted on taking charge of."
In this building would be the Council members, the members of the Elements, people who had been invited under some VIP nonsense which Faith wholeheartedly disapproved of to begin with and the people who lived here every trial. Those were the ones Faith was interested in and she glanced around, looking for anyone she knew.