They continued dancing for 5 days.
The music swelled. Their movements perfectly synchronized in ways that required trust and connection.
And Luna felt something shift inside her.
Not breaking. Not shattering.
Just... settling.
Like pieces that had been scattered finally finding their proper places. Like chaos organizing into something that made sense.
♢♢♢♢
PRESENT - FIFTH DAY OF PRACTICE
Luna and Ren danced in silence.
They'd been like this for almost an hour. Moving to the music's rhythm while Luna spoke in whispers.
Telling.
Unloading.
Still sharing pieces of the story Sirius had told her bit by bit as she grew.
Each fragment coming with old pain. With weight and a careful delivery that suggested she'd rehearsed these words in her mind countless times but never spoken them aloud.
Ren still didn't interrupt. Just listened. Nodded when appropriate and squeezed her hand when he felt Luna needed silent support.
