"Will do!"

Charm swoops off. It is now somewhat quieter around here. Button is still a very comfy bear.

"I don't urgently need to eat but if there's a good way to get drinkable water that would be good."

"We can pause at the next stream we cross," says Button.

"Cool, thanks."

"You're welcome!"

They come to a stream a few minutes later. Button stops in front of it. The water sparkles prettily in the moonlight.

May slides off the bear and scoops up water in her hands and drinks it until she is done.

And the rest of them either drink some water themselves or do a little foraging while she's doing that. Reflect puts down the wheelchair, finds blackberries, and picks enough to share with May and Button.

"Ooh, blackberries." Nom nom nom.

Nom nom nom!

"What does everybody think," says Starlight, "should we stop for a proper forage or keep going?"

"I wouldn't mind a bite, but I'm fine to continue," says Button.

"Don't look at me," says Ebb.

"I'm a little nibblesome," says Charm.

Reflect shrugs. Snowfall, perched on Ebb's back, doesn't contribute an opinion.

"How long would we keep going till a proper forage if we did that?"

"Probably about an hour, if Charm's nibblesome and Button's thinking about it," says Starlight.

"I'm good for an hour."

"All right," says Starlight. "Let's keep going then."

"Sure," says Charm.

The fliers get back in the air, and May can get back on the bear.

May does that.

And they're off!

"I do apologize for interrupting your vacation."

"Taking an outworlder to Silver Falls is just as much of a holiday as roaming around the hills, if differently," says Button.

"All right. We're not common but you knew we were a thing?"

"Yes, it happens every so often. A few centuries perhaps, I think sometimes longer. Nearly always in Day, for some reason, so they might get more we're not hearing about."

"I wonder why in Day."

"Maybe they're all as southernish as you and whatever brings them here wants them to feel at home," Button suggests. "I couldn't say."

"The thing that brought me here was a weird falling magic thing, it was not very homey."

"'Weird falling magic thing'? I'm not sure what I should be picturing."

"I was rolling along and then ahead of me was a - vortexy - dark - thing - in the ground, and I fell into it, and then for something that may or may not have been a period of time I did something not entirely unlike falling in truly excessive darkness and mysteriously harmless cold and vacuum, while poked and prodded by something, and then me and chair landed on some moss."

"...goodness," says Button.