[He hesitates. The offer is too good for him to turn away-- and almost too good for him to believe, but that was the power of the Oracle. A power he had often heard of, but never seen, not with his own eyes.
If he let her, he would have the opportunity to do just that, given time.
[ It's best to see this through before the others return and attempt to stop her. She knew her limits far better than anyone else, just as she knew how much she needed to do this. To find a beacon of light in the pools of despair bubbling up around them.
The moment he agrees, she slides out from the seat - gently maintaining contact so as to guide him if he wishes. ] We can use my compartment to avoid as much interruption as we can.
[It's difficult for him to accept aid, to concede to the fact that he needs it, but Lunafreya's gentle and wordless offer of guidance is unobtrusive enough that he does not find himself recoiling or pulling his arm away. He rises to his own feet, letting her lead, quiet until they reach the compartment in question and the door is closed behind them.
There, once they have real privacy, he speaks again.]
Do you really believe it can be undone in its entirety?
[ She makes sure he's seated before moving next to him, the door closed but not locked. A habit she doubts she will ever break away from. It's a form of self-soothing, something she'd grown to be an expert at given how uncaring her environment had really been while at the hands of the Niflheim Empire. Gentiana could only intervene so much and Ravus was in no position to comply with her requests.
Discussing her actual ability to maintain her freedom whilst traveling with them would be addressed at a later time, even if she knows that she'd be dead if they hadn't brought her along. She'd be dead and Ignis would be in a far worse position than he is now.
She inhales sharply as she settles next to him, aggravating her injury for a moment before she swallows her pain to focus on his question. ]
With time, yes. I believe so. I fear I do not have the strength to heal you entirely in one sitting, but I have faith that your vision could be restored within the week. [ She slides a little closer to him - her hands framing his face after a moment. She keeps her movements slow so he can follow her thought process. Fingers gently touch the sides of his glasses, voice soft. ]
[It seems too great a promise for even the Oracle to fulfill, but he dares not voice his disbelief-- it would be an insult to her and what she's offered him, though his concern about her condition remains.
He exhales slowly, giving a minute nod.]
Of course. I am in your hands.
[Once they were through, however, he would be insisting that she rest and care for herself.]
[ She regularly welcomes discussion and dissension from what she says when they're offered in a level-headed way. When it comes from a genuine place and not a place of control, she will listen.
Luna centers herself before her hands start to emit a warm glow. She adjusts to a kneeling position beside him, gently placing both hands on either side of his face. There's not as much power behind her healing as there normally would be, the light almost sluggish to respond to her requests for it to cooperate. After what feels like forever, the warmth from her hands start to flow gently to his face. ]
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you're a monster
If he let her, he would have the opportunity to do just that, given time.
He exhales slowly, nodding.]
... yes. Privacy, I think, would be best.
I learned from the best
The moment he agrees, she slides out from the seat - gently maintaining contact so as to guide him if he wishes. ] We can use my compartment to avoid as much interruption as we can.
I resemble that remark
There, once they have real privacy, he speaks again.]
Do you really believe it can be undone in its entirety?
:D
Discussing her actual ability to maintain her freedom whilst traveling with them would be addressed at a later time, even if she knows that she'd be dead if they hadn't brought her along. She'd be dead and Ignis would be in a far worse position than he is now.
She inhales sharply as she settles next to him, aggravating her injury for a moment before she swallows her pain to focus on his question. ]
With time, yes. I believe so. I fear I do not have the strength to heal you entirely in one sitting, but I have faith that your vision could be restored within the week. [ She slides a little closer to him - her hands framing his face after a moment. She keeps her movements slow so he can follow her thought process. Fingers gently touch the sides of his glasses, voice soft. ]
May I?
no subject
He exhales slowly, giving a minute nod.]
Of course. I am in your hands.
[Once they were through, however, he would be insisting that she rest and care for herself.]
no subject
Luna centers herself before her hands start to emit a warm glow. She adjusts to a kneeling position beside him, gently placing both hands on either side of his face. There's not as much power behind her healing as there normally would be, the light almost sluggish to respond to her requests for it to cooperate. After what feels like forever, the warmth from her hands start to flow gently to his face. ]
Please tell me if you feel any discomfort.