[ Most that she meets falls into the line of faces that she will certainly most likely never see again. The Oracle moves from place to place to heal and bring peace. Perhaps she will travel back to the same place more than once, but, that is such a rare occurrence. The thought makes a small smile touch her face and her gaze falters, dropping to the table. That must be why she is so nervous in reuniting with the family friend that she is set to meet in the morning. ]
I see. You seem to be fond of the notion.
[ There is nothing that leads her to think that other than the way he speaks of it. He certainly thinks highly of himself and his capabilities to play this game. That is something that must be there if he believes himself the only one able to stop the darkness he senses. Perhaps, then, the air of confidence is rather earned. ]
I am not sure if that is a blessing or not.
[ She closes her eyes to think on it as her fingers toy with one another. a small nervous habit, but, far better than biting her nails or scratching. She has needed sleep more often as her duties as Oracle have been more taxing. Perhaps that is why being up at such a late hour is strange to her. She sleeps when she can.
Lunafreya only looks up when the tea is brought to them. She smiles thankfully, bowing her head once more in thanks. For now, her hands settle on the warm cup as she looks back out the window at the street. How many people will be racing in the morning for this tournament that her temporary companion is apart of? ]
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I see. You seem to be fond of the notion.
[ There is nothing that leads her to think that other than the way he speaks of it. He certainly thinks highly of himself and his capabilities to play this game. That is something that must be there if he believes himself the only one able to stop the darkness he senses. Perhaps, then, the air of confidence is rather earned. ]
I am not sure if that is a blessing or not.
[ She closes her eyes to think on it as her fingers toy with one another. a small nervous habit, but, far better than biting her nails or scratching. She has needed sleep more often as her duties as Oracle have been more taxing. Perhaps that is why being up at such a late hour is strange to her. She sleeps when she can.
Lunafreya only looks up when the tea is brought to them. She smiles thankfully, bowing her head once more in thanks. For now, her hands settle on the warm cup as she looks back out the window at the street. How many people will be racing in the morning for this tournament that her temporary companion is apart of? ]