"I'm sorry" Flynn said.  "I really don't know much longer it will take for Screwtape to find us; but maybe it will be a while.  Maybe forever, though I know he will be looking.  I'm also sorry if things are a little tight in here.  Don't you think the fairies's little castle is nice?"<br/><br/>Flynn touched Amora's hand while the fairies were busy working.  Occasionally, the one that called herself Sunspray would peek in from behind her work.  She would look in to see what the two of them were doing; realizing it was nothing interesting but talking, she would frown and resume her work.  "Maybe I come in with you when you hide and teach you two how it is done" she once exclaimed.  Flynn, the walking demon creature who felt he was born of the black lagoon, could only imagine what Sunspray meant.