"My... my daughter." Eien stared at Luz, looking her over, poking her skeletal face against Luz's side. Like she was checking for something. There didn't seem to be an immediate connection. There was no hug nor cooing nor adoration for her child; perhaps Eternatus did not have maternal instincts.
Still, Eien appeared to possess a kindness that was universal, and her white eyes flickered. "How much you've grown in such a short time," she said. "It's good to meet you. I'm... sorry for all the trouble I've caused."
"I didn't say kill him," Bahamut growled. "I said don't reason with him. I don't think words of encouragement and blacklight siphoning can fix him. With that amount of power flowing through him, what could go wrong is, well..."
Amid the talking and the chatter, Owen was healing himself of his injuries, waving off anyone who asked to heal him instead. There were others in greater need, and he tended to recover on his own when trying to heal others. This was fine.
"...Bahamut's right," Owen admitted, frowning. "This time, I don't think calling out to Soda when we fight him is going to help. I think it's going to be a total battle to submission. If that means killing him, then... it's better than leaving him the way he is. I know some of you aren't happy with that, with having to kill, but he's... Look at him." Owen gestured at the moon. "We have to
at least subdue him. When he can't fight back, we can try to peel away at his power. And then... We'll see. We don't really know, do we?"
"We do not." Maple surveyed the team. Exhausted, scarred, battered, bloodied, but alive and stable.
"We need to go. We will have another meeting to discuss our state of affairs, but the rest of you should rest. I suspect Soda will not be able to do anything until the moon is repaired; we will watch it closely, and then determine a way to get there to fight him."
"Yes, but be sure to rest!" Joule said, the crystal portions of half his face still missing. Despite this, he grinned all the same. "You've all done wonderful work here. I have full confidence that we will be able to save Soda, one way or another!"
Joule seemed to evade the fact that 'or another' could mean less than ideal outcomes.
But it was time to go.