"So you think so?"
"Huh?" Cynder snapped out of her gazing and looked to Spyro, seeing he was awaiting an answer.
She smiled sheepishly as he chuckled, probably seeing her facial expression and realizing she hadn't been paying attention to his question.
"Do you think anyone will miss us?" the Purple Dragon re-asked his question with a smile.
"Oh, " she chuckled as well, suddenly forgetting what had distracted her from the conversation.
"Well, I don't know... maybe?" she answered. "I know Sparks would miss you."
"Yeah, he probably would." Spyro replied, looking back out to the sunset.
Cynder could tell he was thinking about something, looking out at the bright orange sky as well.
They had stopped on a tiny patch of land in the middle of a large lake, and were planning to spend the night there.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked him, studying the water below them.
"What? Oh... um..." he seemed to take a second to continue thinking before finishing his response. "A few things." he said softly.
"Like...?" Cynder coaxed an answer from him, swirling her paw in the cool water in front of them.
"The past... The future..." Spyro replied vaguely, visually concerned about his thoughts.
Cynder glanced down at the shimmering lake, an idea coming to mind.
She quickly snapped her paw out of the water, spraying the preoccupied Purple Dragon.
Spyro jumped as the cool water hit his face, abandoning his thoughts to look to Cynder.
The Dragoness couldn't help snickering playfully at his reaction, knowing full well how cold the water was compared to the humid air.
"Welcome back to the Present." she said with a smile.
Spyro chuckled in reply, lowering his wing into the water and flicking a small wave of water back at Cynder, who shielded herself with her wings.
Regardless of her attempt, Cynder was doused with the cold water, letting out a small shriek of protest before shoving Spyro off their little island, into the moonlight lake.
The Purple Dragon quickly surfaced, shivering at the sudden drop in temperature. He attempted to frown, but laughter broke through instantly.
"How's the water?" Cynder asked, laughing as well.
A devilish smirk came over Spyro's face as he paddled back over to Cynder, "Would you like to find out?" he asked.
Cynder tried to back away, but Spyro was faster as he yanked her into the water with him.
Suddenly everything went black, all feeling left him.
"Here..." an unfamiliar voice called to him. "Here... To me..."
Just like that he woke from his slumber, sighing sleepily. Looking up, he noticed it was still nighttime, and groaned. Having too many thoughts swarming his mind to even attempt sleeping any longer, he sat up and glanced to the Comms Relay.
After he heard Cynder's voice, he tried to respond, but got nothing back but static. The sudden appearance and equally sudden disappearance of her voice made him question whether it really was her or not.
Whether there was a voice at all, or if it was just in his mind, the figment of his loneliness and the stress of his situation. Part of him wished it really was Cynder, having her there with him would make the whole situation much easier to handle.
But a bigger part of him wished it really was just his mind playing tricks on him. He missed Cynder a great deal, but he wouldn't wish his situation on anyone, let alone her.
One of the positive thoughts he had left was thinking Cynder was safe and sound, still by the Lake and trying to find him. Even if she never could, she'd be safe. He closed his eyes and allowed that thought to take over, imagining her walking the shore of the lake as the sun rose behind her.
A loud bang had him jump awake. The whole Lifepod shook for a few moments. It was day, so he had gotten some sleep, to his own relief. Before he could even make a move another bang launched him off his make-shift bed, sending him sprawling to the floor.
Groaning in pain, he managed to crawl over to the floor hatch, peering through the window as a large, white and red snake like creature passed by. The Lifepod was under attack, from something big, and angry.
"Oh, come on..." he muttered, attempting to stand up and reaching for the backpack. Just then the Lifepod was rammed again, this time tilting on its side, sending Spyro and everything inside tumbling around.
As the Lifepod self-corrected, Spyro managed to grab the backpack and sling it around his shoulder, before taking hold of the ladder and bracing as the Lifepod was hit again. The Lifepod skidded before drifting to a stop.
As soon as the Pod stopped swaying, he quickly climbed up the ladder and out the roof, looking out at his attacker.
The creatures head alone was nearly the size of the Pod, a long snake like body curved through the waves as it charged the Pod again.
The Pod lurched from the impact, throwing the Purple Dragon into the water below.
Without his mask on, Spyro's vision was reduced to blurry clouds of color. Knowing the attacking creature was very near, he scrambled for the surface.
As soon as his eyes were above water he scanned the surface, catching the creature snaking along mere yards away from him.
Its large head turned, shortly followed by the rest of its body as it circled around, heading right for him.
Spyro frantically swam for the Pod, as the creature let out a raspy howl that cut through the water like the blade of a knife.
He grabbed hold of the ladder and scrambled out of the water, the creature missing him by inches but ramming the pod again.
Spyro clung to the ladder with all his strength as the pod flipped upside down, plunging him back into the water.
He quickly climbed the side of the pod, onto the base of the pod. The creature circled him, howling threateningly.
Spyro watched the massive creature, creating a long spike of ice and taking aim.
As the creature's head passed by, he sent the spike flying at it. The creature howled in pain as the ice spike sank into its pitch black eye.
Spyro readied another spike, but the creature whipped it's head into the pod. The impact knocked Spyro head first into the waves again.
The creature, visually very upset, took hold of the pod with its pincers. Spyro frantically swam to the side, avoiding the charging creature.
The wakes kept him spiraling through the water for a couple yards. Finally managing to stop, he put on his mask and watched as the creature violently shook and jostled the pod around.
His safe haven was destroyed, resources lost, and options gone.