Mortis's hard expression softened a bit when she saw Moon land. Instantly she began to wander closer, her face growing more upset. "Moon, Macid's gone." She rubbed her face, attempting to hide how sad she was about it, fighting the urge to want to hug Moon, someone, if for a little bit of comfort. But before she could even fight back tears, she snapped back to being angry, knowing that the old man knew this was going to happen. She seemed to be a mess, both sad and angry, "Can I please talk to Filadius?" She plopped down on the ground feeling somewhat defeated and infinitely small. She hid her face in her hands as she waited for Moon to respond.