After travelling for a few miles, the group came to a halt. "We should rest." Raelin mentioned.
"Really?" Ash quipped, "I feel fine."
"Tribby's ears hurt." she said, sadly. The thousands upon thousands of Nykters were still surrounding them, screaming and pleading for them to return the Prism before it was too late.
Med looked at the group surrounding her, and was unsure of how to continue. To leave them now, could be incredibly dangerous... both the wild animals that came out at night, and the group's unpredictable reaction itself was more than enough to worry about. To stay with them, however, seemed against everything she stood for. She prayed for a sign, and for forgiveness.
While nothing immidiately happened, eventually the sun came up, which drove away the Nyktars.
Bacca wriggled underneath Manbearpig's cloak, which clearly wasn't thick enough to prevent the sun's rays from reaching him. He offered the creature an apologetic smile, and said "Go. Be safe. I... I'm sorry."
Bacca looked at him with his large, teary eyes and blinked. "I... I want my Mommy."
"I understand." Manbearpig smiled, "It's okay."
"But... but if I go, she won't be my Mommy anymore."
Manbearpig didn't understand at first, but then realized that the little one was probably coming to terms with the very likely fact that his parents would die soon without the Prism, or, perhaps they'd already died from his companions' actions.
"Well... if you want to stay with me, you can. I'll protect you."
The little Nykter smiled. "Thanks Manbeawpig." and, with that, he flew out of the sunlight, and was lost in the sea of retreating Nykter.
"Bye lil' guy." Manbearpig smiled. "good luck."