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"Anythin' fer you, sweetheart," said Luz, gripping Cal's forearm for a moment. The other shade was a darn sight bigger than her now. Wasn't that something? She didn't think it right to put questions to Cal right now. She'd be alright given a spell to think it all over. And maybe a pleasant...

"Don't you worry none," said Luz gently. "I'll give him a kick in the posterior about it the second we get home." She let go, and went to board her hydreigon ride. "Safe travels, Remi."

Luz took a step towards Buffet . . . and paused. Whatever the vast context was for Cal's and Remi's conversation, however fleeting this encounter, and despite Remi's cheery disposition . . . this was still a person with some kinda tragedy in her heart. A person who, if you thought about it, was...

Luz looked on and smiled. "Look, I got nowhere t'be, and if y'wanted more time, that'd be just fine by me. It sure sounds like y'got what ya needed, though." She looked up at Remi, and tilted her head inquiringly. There was a lot she could ask. But it was Cal's place to do that, not hers. Not...

Luz tried to get a read on Cal's face. Had all that apprehension just plain evaporated, 'cause of a good throwdown? "Cal, darlin'," she said, "congrats on yer evolution. That was one impressive performance! But are y'really done here so soon?"

"A mutual resignation! The match is a draw!" Luz chuckled to herself. She felt a bit silly, like she was showing insufficient gravitas for the occasion, but who cared? The gals were happy enough. "So," she said, strolling back into the clearing, "I don't pretend t'be an expert on these things...

Luz's paws clenched and vibrated with excitement. This was going to be sometihng special, she could tell. What a unique and extraordinary thing to witness! "Not t'worry, partner," she called to Buffet as she darted to the side of the clearing for a better view, "I'll keep an eye on 'em~" Was...

Cal needed a moment, evidently, and Buffet was much too longwinded to let take this one. It was up to Luz! "Yeah, we ain't dead jus' yet," drawled Luz. "We're searchin' fer the folks that we're descended from, I guess is the best way t'put it. Cal and I, we ain't normal 'mon, we formed outta...

Luz's face broke into a wide, crooked grin. So much for the disaster Cal was intent on expecting. And wow, fittingly for someone purportedly related to Owen, not-Cal was mighty! "Howdy," she said, automatically. "I'm Luz, an' these layabouts here're Cal, an' Buffet, Voice of Cibus. Well met...

Luz, however, did. "D'you reckon y'can call her by her name?" she said, quietly. Best not to steal the thunder, so to speak. Hopefully the critter wouldn't jump them before Cal started a dialogue. Now that would be a disappointing outcome, especially if Luz couldn't hold her own against...

Luz slammed one fist into the other palm and ground it in. "Knowin' fer sure is worth the price of it bein' an awkward or hostile meetin'. Sure seems you ain't ever movin' on until you do this, so let's do it. And yeah. I'm more'n okay with this. I'm stickin' with ya through thick an' thin...

Luz shrugged. Questions and gentle prompting didn't work for Cal? That was fine. "Then meet her. Doesn't matter if'n y'don't know how it'll go. Meet her anyway, and resolve to not regret however it turns out."

"I weren't askin' what y'thought of how I'm doin'. I'm askin' after yer thoughts on yer own source. But if y'wanna sit quietly with them awhile... Well, that's just fine, darlin'." Luz patted Cal's shoulder gently, and shifted on Buffet's back such that, if Cal wanted, she could lean against her.

Luz smiled kindly at Cal and gave her a gentle bump on the shoulder. "Berry f'yer thoughts, partner? I know there'll be a lot on yer mind after all that."

Luz shrugged. "I'm thinkin' maybe the idea of a hero who's thrilled about takin' on the world's problems is a fantasy. Maybe a 'mon can still be heroic and be chipper about it, but I think dedicatin' yerself to it means bein' . . . like that. I guess the Wanderin' Light's legends are from a time...

"I sure appreciate the trip, partner," said Luz, evenly, staring out at the starscape. "I would've wondered fer ever what she was like until I actually met her, y'know. Turns out... She's not all that like the person I'd imagined, except fer in the ways I really care fer. She ain't fired up an'...

Luz wondered for a moment if what she was struggling to put into words would show on her face, only to realise Luz wouldn't see it. Her source saved her the agony of trying to communicate by giving her a little wave and saying: "Safe travels, kid." "Safe travels," replied the shade, softly...

Luz bit her lip. "I know I'll think of more to ask. I could stay here a while, fer sure. Easy. But..." "It's okay," said Luz. "I'll give you a piece of advice, before you go." Luz drew close to Luz, and took her paw in her own. Electricity passed between them, and with it, understanding. "If...

Luz looked her 'source' over. She'd been expecting a mirror, or something unrecognisable. But in Luz, she saw just enough of herself, and no more, to recognise how she had become her. The Wandering Light was blind, and tired, and old. So different. Yet she was . . . kind. In her strange, blunt...

"Sounds like y'want to..." said the zeraora shade. "Would it be a bad thing t'keep the name I've always known ya by?" The hero just listened, face inscrutable.