[I'd really rather not.] Nehaalista signed stiffly. [But it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice, according to the ship.] If Stacy had just let Nehaa blast the death knight into the afterlife, there would be no question. [She isn't the only one here of dubious origin. There's at least one other, and in the city, there's a source of darkness, too.]

What? Did they really expect her to sit by idly and let these creatures run around cheerfully?

Faram, as if sensing Nehaalista's discomfort, put his head on her shoulder and twinned his little tail around hers. She smiled a little at Choline, [I think that desire to be home is shared by everyone on the ship, barring perhaps the children. Children are highly adaptable.]