Canard started to walk away to look for Thom on his report. He didn't get very far when he saw Greybeak and Wally. Greybeak's shoulder was patched up, and the both of them were giving him sly grins.

"We saw that Cap'n."

"Yeah, you and Mama did a good job, 'Dada'." Greybeak chortled with Wally, while Canard gave a sour grimace."How cute!" Greybeak said, then his laughing turned into shouts of pain when Canard squeezed his injured shoulder, hard. "Keep that up Greybeak, and we'll see who's laughing then."

"Yes sir!" Rasped Greybeak, painfully.

"Oh, dear." Danielle cringed. The duckling in her arms who saw the injured drake being silly, just laughed and clapped his tiny hands. Canard was already frowning, and when he heard the additional laughter he turned to it with his beak open, ready to enforce his position as captain some more. When he saw the source of the giggles, however, he lost his words and stared at the chubby little duckling. But it wasn't just him, the other children started laughing too.

"That's gotta hurt!" The older boy smiled.

"Yeah, squeeze him again!"

A few more light laughs followed suit, and the baby in Danielle's arms reached for the drake happily. Canard, anger completely deflated and replaced with absolute unease, cleared his throat and turned back to Wally and Greybeak. Afraid of getting squeezed again, the latter clamped his hands over beak. Wally quickly said,

"We better check on, uh-t-the thing." Then they walked away as fast as they could.

So Danielle stayed with the children. She told them a few stories, and checked on the sick girl. Canard had stopped in to see how Danielle was doing. He noticed how the children seemed very content with her, and couldn't help but feel a sense of bliss.

"There you are!' one female cried, walking up to the little group. She took a hold of the youngest boy's hand. 'Fenny, I told you to wait by the kitchen."

"Sorry, Momma."

The mother thanked Danielle before leading her son away. "Come on, Daddy's waiting for us."

And so, one by one the children were found by there parents, until the baby was the only one. Danielle grew worried. Was this little duck an orphan? Or maybe his parents are with next group. But one thing was certain, she wasn't going to just leave him. She knew too well what it was like to be alone.

"Don't be afraid. Everything's gonna be okay."

Marcel caught up with the main group, leading another group of civilians. "Single file everyone! Heading north." Canard looked at the drake.

"McMallard! Report!"

"Sir! While everyone's accounted for, two of the civilians seem very distressed. But...I can't understand why."

Canard raised a brow at him. "What? Why?"

Marcel pointed at two ducks standing to the side of the single file line, searching around and pulling at random ducks passing by. They seemed to be frantically talking to the strangers, but most responses appeared to be confusion, with either a shake of the head or a hand waving them off apologetically.

The captain glanced back at Marcel.

"They speak a foreign language, sir," Marcel explained.

The pair of new ducks looked up and saw Canard. The husband bowed to the captain, pressing his hands together.

"Konichiwa. Anata wa senchōdesu ka?"

Canard looked at him confusedly. "Pardon?"

The wife gazed at her husband and decided to speak for him. She slowly repeated the question in english.

"Are... you... the... Captain?"

The drake replied.

"Yes."

The female duck gestured to the captain, then her eyes, and then made a cradling motion with her arms, and looked at the two drakes. Marcel looked at Canard.

"Maybe she's injured?"

"No, she looks like she's cradling a baby." Then Canard looked at the couple in thought. 'I wonder...'

"Folks., if you'll please come with me."

The pair followed the captain, to where Danielle was just swaying with the baby. As they neared the medic, the mother seemed to recognize what she was holding first. She instantly squealed in delight, on the verge of tears, and darted up to Danielle, startling her.

Despite the surprise of someone trying to take the baby, Danielle seemed to quickly recognize the duck's intentions and let her pull the baby from her arms. She smiled warmly as the mother hugged the baby tightly, speaking in a soft foreign language as she rocked him. The father smiled seeing his son back in his mother's arms. "Ahiru-chan."

"I'm so happy to see you two made it." Danielle smiled at the couple. The brown-red drake bowed to Danielle and said "Domo arigato gozaimashita."

"How... can we...thank you?"

"Oh, there's really nothing to it..."

Yuki, with pristine white feathers and long, jet-black hair, seemed to also respond to Danielle's modesty. She used a hand and reached out to the cream-colored duck, squeezing her shoulder as a sign of affection. Danielle bowed to her, bringing one of her own hands up to squeeze Yuki's in mother bowed and introduced herself and her family to Danielle. "I am... Yuki Umo,' then she addressed her husband and son. 'he is...Koharu and this... is Ahiru.

The baby cooed happily, reaching for the male duck standing close by. Yuki returned her attention to him and handed the baby over gently, her son's reddish-brown feathers a perfect match to his father's. The baby laughed when Koharu pulled him close and nuzzled him with his beak.

Canard and Marcel watched the interaction curiously. The captain then turned to McMallard and nodded towards the line. "Marcel, please escort these civilians back to the line. We need to keep everyone moving."

"Aye aye, captain," Marcel stated and saluted. He motioned with his hands to capture their attention, and then led the reunited family back towards the rest of the civilians. They waved to Danielle happily as they left. "Sayonara."

"You did good, Angelwing." Canard said. Danielle smiled modestly.

"Y-y'know, Yuki told me that her son's name, Ahiru."

"Ahiru?"

"His name means 'duck'. Just like yours."

"Oh," Canard cleared his throat, his hands crossing in front of him as he turned around and monitored the civilians making their way north. "Well, um, no one ever said my parents were very, uh, original, I guess." He let out a small laugh, his eyes watching the ducks pass by.

Danielle shrugged lightly, standing next to him and watching, as well. "Incorporating other languages into our own creates common ground." She paused, her own arms crossing. "I think you have a wonderful name," she added more softly.

Hearing that, the tan drake froze. A blush formed under his feathers, "Uh...*ahem* t-thanks. Y'know, your name is, too."

Danielle smiled, "Thank you..."