"Are you all right?" Grandma asked Nahla, nuzzling her gently.
Taro watched the flyer swoop past, then he came face to face with Grandpa Longneck, who was looking down in complete shock at Littlefoot.
"I take it you're this kid's... er, grandfather?" Taro questioned, unsure. Grandpa nodded.
"I saw a young longneck," he answered. "He said something about stabbing Littlefoot." Taro looked down at the little longneck, and came a little closer.
"He was very lucky, I'll give him that much," said Taro.
"I suppose moving him wouldn't be the best of ideas?" Grandpa asked.
"Probably not," Taro replied. Grandpa looked at the scarred face of the younger male, noticing some similarities between him and- he shrugged off the thought. He smiled.
"Thank you," he said. "I suppose it would be better for him to stay here tonight. I'll go and tell my wife."
"And then you're coming back?" asked Taro. Grandpa stopped... thinking. He studied the male, and then saw Lily who was clinging to his tail.
"Probably," he said. "But that doesn't mean I don't trust you. It's just in case of... well..." he looked at Littlefoot.
"Yeah," said Taro. "I don't really suppose any kid will want to wake up with a complete stranger next to him." Grandpa just nodded.
"I'll be right back," he said, walking off. "I think I can trust you to look after him for a little longer."