Amora noticed Flynn peeking out, and she muttered, "What is it?" However, hearing a loud clap and the fairies shrieking silenced her. She stared on ahead with wide eyes, her heart in her throat, hoping, praying, that Screwtape hadn't hurt any of the little beings. She felt ill, like she might vomit what little food was inside her. She heard Screwtape speak, and the little human inhaled sharply, clapping her hands over her mouth at how loud it seemed to sound.<br/><br/>Things outside the cocoon were silent. Amora froze like a deer in the lamplight, hardly breathing, not moving until she was sure they would leave. She was shaking, fearful, and uncertain why Screwtape wanted her in the first place.