Sometimes she can remember it so vividly. Nothing in particular triggers the recollection yet it seizes her all the same. Raindrop symphony pelting the windows, steamy rush of summer air hitting her face as the door opened - the simple yet vital last gift T-Bug could provide - all flooding her senses as she relives Konpeki. She can even recall the exact way her heart pounded that fateful night. How heavy it was. How crushing and final. A cataclysm on the horizon hurdling towards her in a storm of broken glass.

If Muamar isn't there with her, Luna will find herself wandering out of the apartment and right into the world at large in such a state. Unchecked, unbalanced and unyielding in sudden sorrow.

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