[ Aulea. It’s a lovely name, and repeating it in her mind doesn’t honor how melodically it resounds when he speaks it aloud. ]

I had wondered where you obtained that shield... [ The Just. So that had been the shield he had used outside the barrier— that solves that question. ] ...and from whom you got your eyes.

They’re very... beautiful, you know. [ Like Somnus’ of course. There’s no denying their likeness, their color, perhaps their shine. Yet for Pyra their likeness stops there. Her fingers lightly pat his head. ] When you look in the mirror, I hope you see her beauty in you.