It had been years since the incident that happened. Nightlight himsef wasn’t involved, but it took him awhile to fully realze that Pitch’s lair had been opened. By who? Perhaps the Nightmare King himself. The boy couldn’t feel anything but curious of what he was up to down there. Granted, he’d been trapped with him for… a long time.
And here Nightlight was now, making his way down his cave, dimly illuminating his surroundings.
Pitch felt a small twinge of...un-familiarity, if there was even such a thing, as he entered his own lair. He looked around and noticed a small glow emanating from the main entrance to his lair. Of course the Boogieman took nothing of it, thinking it was merely a glow from the daylight outside. Perhaps something shiny fell down and was reflecting the light. But then again, how could something shiny have gotten down there in the first place? Besides, that much light, in fact little to no light had never been able to get into the main hall like that. Pitch shook his head, thinking he was merely seeing things as he tended back to his work, making his way towards his globe.