Felih just grins and slowly sits up, playfully bumping his shoulder against P'rihnn's before he just looks up at the sky.

"Never thought I'd be so glad to see the stars," he says with another small laugh, a tiny purr kicking up in his chest. "Hells. If nothing else, at least we've done that," he says, gesturing to the dark, shimmering sky. "That's progress, right?"

To drive back a flood of light seemed daunting, but if they could keep this up, hunting down the Lightwardens... hopefully, it should be... well, a simple affair, provided they don't get slaughtered. Still, things are hardly ever simple for him, are they?