For starters, her mother had her front hooves wrapped tightly around her father, her back throbbing with every sob that came out of her throat. She wasn’t a loud crier, but somehow, that made it even tougher to witness. It’s like she was keeping something terrible bottled-in. Night Light was trying his best to make it better for her, rubbing a hoof on his wife’s back with his eyes closed, but she was totally inconsolable. There was nothing he could’ve done to cheer her up, and so, they just remained solidly linked with neither of them daring to speak a word.