"We are fortunate to have had the time to collect them. But there is no explaining that to them." As it is, Luna would probably have her head tucked against his neck and be purring and kneading her little paws regardless. She had that way about her.

Locus's gaze lingers, as it tends to, watching Wash for a few rather intense seconds. It's clear he wants to say something, but the exact words are escaping him for the moment. Instead, he hums softly, the edges of his mouth twisting slightly.

"Whatever happens, nothing be will the same after. I...enjoyed it. While it lasted."