Larksong Grotto monster

"No," he whispered, shaking his head. "No. No." She couldn't be gone -- she wouldn't. Not now. Not before the onset of winter. Yet, Hiram remembered how indignant his daughter had been the last time they had spoken. He remembered the rage in her voice. The possibility that she had run away was very real and very frightening.

He stepped forward to embrace his remaining daughter and his heart spilled over with sadness. Like Laurel said, Hiram could not sit idle while Indra was lost. He would need to look for her, but he could not give in to Laurel's demand to watch the boys -- not after their last meeting. "We'll both go, you and I. Jhala will stay to watch the boys," he said.

Then, as if summoned by his father's voice, Tapat appeared at Hiram's side and showered him with affection. "It's too cold to be out son. Let's get you back to Mom, okay?" There, he would be safe in the warmth of his mother's embrace. Hiram looked to Laurel, "You'll come with me, right?" After all, Indra would want to see her sister -- and that could bring her home.