The Sunspire eyes on the ground but I can't look up now; don't wanna give it away, my secret

Remi succeeded in comforting Deshyr—their hugging and chirping manage to stir a sense of warmth from within his bosom. He was reminded of Cypress, and how close they used to be; he can't help but yearn for his wayward sibling for a brief, fleeting moment. Rannoch would do everything that he could to make sure that his children were not separated. 

Rannoch's repentance was distracted by Breccan, who had echoed his previous invitation. He smiled and nodded encouragingly. "Very good, Breccan!" he praised. Despite his current conversation with his son, Rannoch's attention was divided between his active brood.

The father dotted upon his brood as their needs were voiced. Rannoch engaged them, and tested out their new abilities; he had never been more proud of anything in his life. The ability of sight proved to be tiresome, and eventually, the gang huddled together and took a well-deserved nap.