Joy too looked at the sky, not noticing how dark it had gotten until now.<span style="color: #00FFFF"><span style="font-style: italic">"Your quite right."</span></span>She turns towards the Faerie, looking at her with sympathetic eyes, and with a motherly tone, she says:<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FFFF">"Oh, honey you look exhausted. Don't worry, we'll figure out where we are together. Until then, why don't you let this kind man carry you while we make our way to the nearest village."</span></span>She looks now at the man<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FFFF">"As long as you don't mind Mister... Hmm I never did get your name. They call me Joy by the way. I'd like to think that's because I always bring them joy."</span></span>She gives him as wide a smile a 5.2" Faerie can. With all suspicion as gone as the day that had fled before the night.<br/><br/>Though she worries about the young girl with them, she is also glad to have met a good kindhearted Human. Which sometimes she feels like that is something that is becoming more and more difficult to find in this dark time.