The little beasts sneered and snickered, speaking derisively in their own language. Meris frowned at their words. "They’re going to keep us here…” She muttered.<br/><br/>“Until the ‘young are born’” She continued, “T-that thing… I think it…”<br/><br/>The nubling couldn’t continue, couldn’t say it aloud. She pleaded to the goblins in their own tongue, and they replied with more insults. “They say…" She told Rhianna, "-We have a few months.”<br/>