“Listen,” Polar said in a hard voice she hadn’t used in ages. “I know you’re in a hurry, but I ain’t letting you out there this late at night. Climbing in the dark’s murder, plain and simple. And-” She held up a hoof as Amanita opened her mouth. “-don’t go saying anything about lighting up your horn. You need to see the path you’re climbing beyond a few yards, else you’ll find yourself in a dead end on a sheer wall. I will not let you walk out there and kill yourself.”