Selune fluttered her wings in an attempt to beat away the dust. She watched as some of the space crew embraced in a hug, and she could feel their relief at having everyone back together. It made her plump biscuit yearn to be a part of that. She had the swamp and its family, but she didnt feel near as close to them as the Lightseekers seemed to each other. Not that she would ever give up her swamp family.

The troll stepped out of the buggy and Selune frowned in surprise. Tigwyn... did not look well. They were really correct in that this was kinda a big thing. The troll looked like he didnt know what was going on at all, not to mention how beat up he looked. Selune shifted on her feet, and glanced at Obachan. The lusus nodded eagerly, and handed Selune the pick-nick basket they had brought together. The greenblood smiled and heaved the overfull basket over to the group once the dust had settled.

She paused, unsure if she should approach. It felt odd to approach them, like she was intruding on something that did not involve her. "Um," Obachan nodded encouragingly. She went up to the beaten up looking adult, Tigwyn. "You must be hungry, from, all of that. Um, would you like something to eat?"

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