"I... I know you're not. I'm sorry." Rich sighs softly as he watches some of the monsters look at him, lost and confused.

"I guess you're right that I'm making this personal. I couldn't... imagine being stuck another day, so I don't want them being forced to. That's all."

But maybe some of them won't be forced. The faun from before seems to be undoing the clasp on the bracelet, willing to take that step some of her peers haven't managed to consider yet.