"Trixie huh?" Lamplight had been to that show too, and had quite enjoyed it, though the showmare's treatment of her "volunteers" might have been a little harsh. They had been heckling her though, so she couldn't blame the mare too much. "She was pretty impressive." Lamplight agrees, and deciding they probably shouldn't just stand around outside all night, opens the inn door and steps inside while still listening to Nightingale talk. She shrugs a little at the filly's idle wondering about why her cutie mark was what it was. "They're not always as straightforward as mine." She says, walking over to one of the booths to let Nightingale slide off her back. "I don't look that old do I?" She asks in a mock hurt voice. "I'm only twenty-six, and I hate those types. Just seems like it's no fun at all." She chuckles at Nightingale's dislike of Equestria's newest princess, though doesn't comment on it. "So what's this masterpiece of yours, or is it a secret?"

Lamplight smiles at Nightingale's amazement of her lantern, glad for the sudden change in attitude. "I can do different kinds, though they're a little harder than the default one." She says, gesturing to the lantern that's already there before concentrating a little and conjuring a pair of other ones: a paper lantern and a more rounded one, which would disappear again after a couple minutes. "I can already change the colors a little." She comments, demonstrating by turning to the original lantern and using her magic to shift the color from it's original hue towards red, and then the other way to more yellow. "That's about it for me though, so some other colors would be pretty neat if you want to do that." She chuckles, looking back at Nightingale. "Maybe we could change it up for holidays? As for teaching you... Well, I've never really done anything like that before, but I could give it a try."

Lamplight watches Nightingale for several moments, remaining crouched until it becomes clear the filly isn't going to get off. She stands again, and after a second to make sure Nightingale is properly balanced, continues walking. "I do have a room free. The bed should be plenty comfortable." She comments, then walks in silence until the little unicorn speaks up again. "I'm Lamplight." She takes a look at the filly on her back for a moment. "I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before, if you do this often. I come out and walk almost every night." She looks around as she turns down a different street. It wouldn't be long now before the inn was in sight, they only have one more turn to make after this. "It's called the Guiding Light. It's a little bit out of the way, so you might have not visited this part of town before." She smiles, and stops for a second as they round the next corner, the inn now in sight. "It's hard to miss though." She says, gesturing in an exaggeratedly grandiose manner toward the building with the large glowing lantern hanging beneath it's sign. "It's pretty fun." She answers, setting off again. "A lot of work too, though it's usually worth it."

With a small sigh and a bit of shifting to make sure Nightingale was on her back properly, Lamplight turns in the direction of her inn, though she keeps her head turned toward Agilene. "I can handle it for now. You're welcome to come along though." The orange mare looks at Nightingale for just a moment before looking away. "I really just want to help..." She mutters, most likely too quiet for the filly to hear. She starts walking, and after a few minutes turns her head so she can see Nightingale again. "What are you doing out here so late anyway? It's past midnight..."

Lamplight nods. Of course they couldn't just leave Nightingale out here by herself. Still, if the filly really hates the orphanage that much she'll be loathe to force her to go back there in her current state. She turns to look at Nightingale, who's slowly attempting to crawl away from them. While what the filly had said about them not wanting to be responsible for her might have been true, it doesn't stop Lamplight from wanting to help the little unicorn out. And she still feels like dragging her back to the orphanage against her will won't really do that. Besides... "I don't know where the orphanage is." She says to Agilene, looking back at the pegasus. "And I don't think she'll be willing to take us there." She takes a few steps after Nightingale, easily catching up to the filly, who seemed to be singing to herself quietly, though Lamplight can't make out the words. "Um... How about this. I own an inn, so we could take her back there for a while until she calms down?" It was really the only thing the orange mare could think of, other than maybe taking her to the guards. And she really doesn't want to have to do that.

Nightingale's insistence that she doesn't need help does little to ease Lamplight's mind, the mare looking concernedly at the filly. "You've only run out of magic, you'll be fine after a bit of a rest." She says, putting on her best soothing voice. She looks up at Agilene at the mare's question and shakes her head. "I haven't seen her before." She says, and turns her attention back to Nightingale. Since she doesn't know the filly, it'd probably be best to find out who she is so they can get her home. "What's your name? I'm Lamplight."

Lamplight, for the most part, sits back and just gazes at the night sky as Ivory and Schwambart talk, not wanting to appear like she's listening in on their conversation. She can't help but smile at their awkwardness, though. It was obviously the first time Schwambart at least had done anything like this, and she hopes he can get over his nerves being around the noctral. They already seem pretty cute together, and she'd hate for something like that to ruin it for them. When Ivory calls her name, she returns her attention to the white coated mare, giving a bright smile. "You know I wouldn't miss these shows, especially one like tonight!" She says, standing up and suppressing a yawn. She glances up at the moon, noting that it's starting to get quite late. "If it's even better than tonight's was, I can't wait to see it!" She's tempted to ask what Ivory has planned, but she doesn't really want to ruin the surprise.

Lamplight watches Nightingale's attack quietly, a slight frown on her face. She still can't quite place where she knows the creatures from. Her eyes follow them as they dart toward Agilene, who avoids them in a display of impressive acrobatic prowess and lands right in front of the filly. Nightingale doesn't seem to be doing too well at this point, the filly suddenly swaying, as though she's about to fall over. At the same time, the summoned creatures and her dark coat flicker. Lamplight blinks in surprise, distracted from considering where she'd seen the summons before. They were illusions. In hindsight she probably should have considered the possibility. A filly being able to summon monsters was a bit far-fetched after all. Glancing at Agilene, Lamplight steps in closer now that it was clear there was no real danger. "Are you okay?" She asks Nightingale.