It took Beyza a while to realize that this darkness was a danger to others, that perhaps they did not see it with the same affection that she did. But once that thought occurred to her, she set out to check on her parents - the whole motley herd of them. She’d spent a day with Agetta, both amused and annoyed with her mother over her current bliss with someone other than Plume. It had been a long time since she caught up with the blue-eyed mare and she was surprised to discover she now had four younger siblings, one of whom lived in Hyaline.

Which, conveniently enough, was her next planned stop - to visit her other mother. She wasn’t sure whether she’d approach her sister or not, and was still debating it when she spots Ryatah and is beckoned closer - and of course Beyza responds without hesitation - a smile already growing and warming her crystalline features.

“Ryatah! I’m so glad to see you’re safe.” A soft glow begins to grow around Beyza as she approaches, mirroring that emanating from Ryatah so that the area around them is bathed in a gentle light. It’s then that she notices the filly, and is already smiling at the idea of meeting another sibling. “Who is this?” She asks curiously, not needing to feign the softness in her expression or her voice when she looks upon the sleeping girl.

Beyza notices the frailty there, and feels concern - her mind sinking back to the sickly girl she had sacrificed and she feels an uncomfortable squeeze of her heart. Her gaze shifts back to Ryatah and sure that the next question is obvious without having need to be spoken. She instinctively wants to start poking around for the problem but refrains. Though her intentions may be for the best, she’s learned well enough that her magic would respond better with permission - especially with those she loves and does not want to harm at all.

A powerful sense of affection floods through Beyza at Ryatah’s touch and her words - shining brightly in her pale eyes. It had been easy to forget for a time how much she loved her family, just as it had been easy to forget that the eclipse had brought dangers into the world. She’s reminded of it now, and it dulls her obsessions - putting them into perspective.

When the young girl wakes, Beyza smiles at her - at the information that she has a twin as well. But that smile fades as Ryatah continues, as she watches Este rest her head against their mother’s leg just to keep it up. She cannot find words at first, but nods and then reaches out with her magic. Closing her eyes to focus, the tendrils of it soothing and gentle on the young girl’s mind. It does not take her long to find the source and once she does, guilt floods Beyza like a tidal wave. She had been so full of the desire to make the world dark for one that she had not thought about the consequences for anyone else.

Beyza’s crystalline features do not display her emotions easily but the sadness is obvious enough when she finally speaks. “It’s… the darkness.” There is a frown, but it softens when she looks to Este. “She has an ability so strongly connected to light that without it… she is fading.” Beyza tries to make her glow change, to truly be sunlight and see if this will give some temporary relief but it just isn’t possible now. She only has the memory of the sun and even then the glow around her barely increases at all.

She had not considered that the eclipse could diminish her magic either, had not thought that anything could.

The guilt continues to churn in her stomach but determination settles in too when she looks back to her mother. “I’m going to do everything I can to bring back the sun. She will be fine once it returns, I'm sure of it.”