"Do you think I was harsh or wrong?" I broke the silence, asking Luna.

Silence weighed heavy until finally...

"Kyoku... you saved my life. You gave me food, and friends in your Dungeon, instead of harvesting me, or enslaving me. You could've enslaved animals just as the mind slayers do."

My head shot up, meeting her eyes in surprise, my red-gold reflected in her aqugreen.

"Well... I wasn't entirely sure, but I've figured out that your soul stat is probably really high isn't it? The way you don't exactly fear the mind Flayers, and how easily you sense presences to the point of knowing where wildlife is before Fenrir... it became a bit more obvious."

Oh... she figured it out from all those little things?

"I'm not an idiot you know!" She said, annoyed at the look of surprise on my face.

"Plus with how ridiculous each new development is with you, how could I ever expect anything about you to be normal, even your soul?"

Uh... that sounded... rude? Complimentary? I can't tell!

"But... you didn't enslave them. You always acted according to something that seemed just and right. You saved that family, and even if they are scared of you," Luna let out a low giggle saying that, "they still know you did a lot for them."

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"So in the end... I will follow you."

I felt a tremor run through me. For an instant, it was like an electric jolt hit every nerve in me.

'Wha... just... that was...'

I didn't know how to react to the outright statement she'd given, or my reaction to it. She turned away and continued walking upwards, and my eyes followed her, trailing her slim figure for a moment, before I shook my head and caught up.

'Gah! Don't be an idiot!'

Trying to distract myself from the oh-so-appealing stray thoughts I now had to deal with(why haven't they shown up BEFORE now???), I focused on asking again.

"But that didn't exactly answer if you think I am wrong."

She seemed to be thinking, and just as I was about to break the silence she answered.

"This world is cruel. To survive, especially with how the elven leaders may potentially seek to a.s.sa.s.sinate you, and with who-knows-what-from-other-races, you will need to be firm. However... even in that speech, you still emphasized that you will still protect or help those you deem innocent."

"So in all honesty, you might be making out this realization to be more than it is...?"

Uh... "what are you trying to say?"

Finally she sighed and stopped, looked at me in the most SARCASTIC and exasperated expression I've ever seen, and she fully broke out of the sh.e.l.l of fear from her slavery in that moment to simply say with no small amount of sa.s.s; "Stop trying to make yourself sound cool!"

"..."

Okay... first off. Ouch. Second off, how rude! But maybe true. Is my inner monologue overly dramatic? No I'm sure I was at least partially bada.s.s in choosing to walk a path of b.l.o.o.d.y survival! And I am willing to kill for that, I already proven that!

Wait aren't I just proving her right by thinking all this? f.u.c.k!

I let out an unintelligible mutter as I turned away, and Luna laughed.

I think it might be the first time I've heard her full on laugh, usually it's little giggles at most, but now it was full-throated, clear laughter...

I thought it seemed sad that it was the first time I'd properly heard it.

Some part of me... I don't know. I just heard myself mutter "such a smile shouldn't be buried in past sorrows..."

I felt the familiar heat fill my chest, my soul reaching up into my lungs...

I walked up to Luna, and as she looked up her laughter cut off in confusion, as I laid a hand on either side of her head, touching my forehead against hers, and shut my eyes.

And the heat flowed as words, my wish made music.

"Let it go. Pain is gone, yesterday is history,

and now we can find the future a mystery."

"Let it go, and take in life.

Take in joy, not past strife."

"Not forgotten, but not a chain,

Let your pain wash away like the spring rain."

Luna... didn't know how to react. As he spoke, memories came. Being taken from her family as humans raised their village, being sold.

Bring beaten and threatened with all sorts of acts, she lived in fear.

But... as the last line was softly spoken, her fear melted away.

She felt horrified by what had been done and what she had seen happen, the murder of her village, the effects of the "punishments" on other slaves. But the fear of it happening to her... wasn't gone, but wasn't overwhelming either.

It was as if a wound in her mind had been healed, and as Kyoku stepped back, Luna took a breath and looked him in the eye, her back straightening a little as she became more visibly energetic, as if she's been given a caffeine shot.

Her tail pulled back and forth, and she gave a mischievous smile, unfettered by her past somehow by the magical music this Foxkin sang, and given a jolt of confidence, a bit of mischievous desire came to the surface as she stepped forward, right up to me.

"You shouldn't get so close to a girl you know."

She leaned in conspiratorially, and whispered.

"They might misunderstand."

Every hair on my body shot up and a s.h.i.+ver pa.s.sed through me. Was that... flirting?

What the heck just happened? I just thought I didn't want to see that smile and laugh chained up by her past again and then I... sang?

n.o.body asked your opinion Dungeon! Also since when do you provide me with a commentary?

I'd like to deactivate this function!

Dammit! Now I've gone and shot myself in the foot!

I decided to ignore my newest peanut gallery(don't I already talk to myself often enough to provide this novels comedy? Author-san, please! Take away this Dungeon's power!), and focused back on Luna.

She blushed as she stepped back. "Sorry I don't know what came over me."

"You seem... different."

She nodded. "Yeah... I feel... better. Less scared, more full. Everything's kinda... brighter? Less dull, or gray."

Ah... so you'd say I... light up your life like n.o.body else?

Cough cough, dumb puns based on music aside. Luna is... better now?

'Nah, I think it's probably more like I forcibly buried it? Likely if it's triggered she'll get a ma.s.sive wave of panic, but she can otherwise function. Wait a second...'

'Did I just turn anxiety and fear from abuse and slavery into PTSD? I mean... at least it is Post Traumatic now?'

Also flirting with me. Yeah I'm ignoring that bit right now, the body of a 15 year old has far too many hormones to think about this type of topic(again how have I felt NONE of this before now?).