Cass watched as Taniora slowly extracted herself from the tree, tears flowing freely down her cheeks and tinkling onto the ground. She may have separated from the tree, but she kept her hand on their bark. The nursery tree was also still restless, their leaves trembling and shaking like they were also in shock.
Cass almost wanted to touch the tree, just to see if he could hear what they were thinking, what they were feeling. He wondered for a second if he was the only one feeling that way, but then felt that was inappropriate. That wasn't why they were here, and he could be nosy all he wanted, but right now was not the time.
Ser Hune was being held by Sir Sanders, her expression soft and emotional as she watched the interaction, while Sir Sanders looked braced for anything to happen. Ser Hune's parents were the same, holding each other while the other fairies were doing something to comfort each other, touch each other.
