Luna didn't answer immediately.
She looked at Liora.
Then she reached into the shadows of her chest and took out the crystal.
It was brighter than this morning. Not dramatically, but the degree Ren had added was perceptible, that specific warmth Luna recognized in a way that had nothing to do with mana perception.
"Ren is repairing even something like this," she said, quietly but without the fragility from before, something closer to the steady voice she had when she had reached a conclusion and was holding it. "I can't compare myself to him in any way that would justify trying to support him alone... I'd only be a burden and get in the way of his full potential."
