Amaryllis shrugs.
You enter the temple. Inside, you see that the roof is made of glass, which would allow the moonlight to shine through if the moons were not setting. There are numerous small benches, angled so that those seated in them can look up at the sky.
A smell section of the room is lit by the stars overhead, but the majority is in darkness.
The temple is also filled with a light smoke - not enough to be obscuring, but still noticeable.
"Welcome." A voice welcomes you from within, and an aged halfling woman appears from the darkness, walking into the light. "Ah, you again, Amaryllis... what can we do for you?"
"My friend here," She gestures to you, "would like to ask you something."
"I see." The halfling - obviously a priest, from her vestments - says, and she turns to face you. "What can we, the followers of Rashida, do for you?"