The light fills the space efficiently, even illuminating some of the Nox that are hovering close. They're crafty, though; not too close to merit any sort of resistance. Resistance likely isn't even possible, what with how Celestia is down here too and not making any attempts to fight!

Aaron makes to scoot out of the way with the spread of Celestia's wings, and gets brushed in the cheek by a remex anyways. "Yeah, but when's help going to get here? Do they know we're even down here? Agent," and a pause as he decides whether that's a name or a title, "York, you can teleport, Celestia has light magic, and I have healing magic which is pretty useless if nobody's hurt, so--"

They're both more experienced in this sort of thing, so why he's trying to make a plan, he doesn't know.

"What are we going to do?"