[Luna finds herself feeling similarly—she only has a vague idea of the meaning and significance of these words, but they feel right to her, too. Words that inspire confidence, words that she feels like she can trust.]
Then I would be most grateful to have you at my side. [She gestures away from this place, away from the dark and shadows, back in the direction she came from.] Shall we go?
[She wasn't yet sure about the rest of this place, honestly, but neither was this the place for them to be.]
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Then I would be most grateful to have you at my side. [She gestures away from this place, away from the dark and shadows, back in the direction she came from.] Shall we go?
[She wasn't yet sure about the rest of this place, honestly, but neither was this the place for them to be.]