Patrick woke with Justine's hand in his and silence outside the tent. She hadn't let go of him since he returned the night before.

"Mmmhphf" she said and opened her eyes. "Daddy, I want to go home now."

"Me too," he said.

"But we aren't going, are we?" Tears leaked from her blue eyes. "Our friends need us too much."

"Sometimes the only thing to do is the hardest thing." Patrick looked at her, "Even if we could get back to Drasil. How would feel about leaving them ...