Fletcher would had help. Hands secured over the boy's hips and dragged him away with a strength that wouldn't have been believed from the frame of the little girl. Of course, like the people on the Obs deck, looks could be deceiving. She hadn't thought any danger, but she had sensed Fletcher and then felt the struggle and she was there in an instant, removing him from danger.

And while she knew fully well an attack on the deck would cause Stacy's admonishing, her vine tentacles were at the ready, her eyes on both the creature that attempted the attack and the new arrival.

"Explain yourselves."