"I will," Odon replied, "But I'm not liking it..." He turns his head back to Littlefoot. "You should go back to sleep, young one. You need rest."
Littlefoot was about to protest, but a yawn became his reply instead. He could only nod and return to where his grandparents are sleeping.
Odon watches the little longneck go, before turning back to Zila. "I hope he sleeps for the rest of the night," he whispered. "It might worry his grandparents if he loses it to what we saw."