The celebration following the Jabberwock's death was short-lived, as they had tasks to get back to; even in their short departure, invasions had renewed, which meant that they needed to deal with them, to keep the people safe.<br/><br/>Arriving back in the glade where they met the Eldest would find it empty, no sign of any of the demigods of the ream being present. They'd have a few hours of just the three of them, to wait, and talk for a bit.<br/><br/>"So... assuming this all works," Nyrissa asked, quietly. "What do you plan? Assuming we get out of this alive, and... mostly intact? Somehow."