"Lyte, what do you think we should do now?" Dawn carefully asked the Griffin who was fuming in rage, afraid that she would trigger him to lash out and hurt anyone there.
"... I don't know... I really don't know what we should do... I'm torn... I-I can't decide..." Lyte exhaled deeply and put his worry filled face in his cupped hands.
"Well, anything you have in mind that you want to do right now? Just tell us what your are currently thinking about. It will at least make you feel better even if it might not do us any good," Snow suggested and there was a long pause before Lyte looked up and spoke again.
