The filly allowed her mother to clean her up a bit while staring into her eyes. The normally always so green rimmed eyes were then nothing more but a dull color. They were almost feeling empty and from some angles they almost had the appearance to be just gray. After Pearl had cleaned both the tears of her daughter and herself, she granted herself one last sniffle. After that did she stood up from her position. Without a word had she left the bed and held her hoof out to Sweetie in order to help her down from it. The filly took the hoof under a sigh and she jumped off from the bed, beginning on the way downstairs.