"Luna Ciara... " Luna Ciara who had been drinking, silently sitting down on her own glanced up to see Barton towering over her with a polite smile on his face.
"Barton... " She dropped her glass of wine, and her eyes suddenly turned misty on seeing what he held between his two hands. "I... I can't"
"Please," he pushed it forward. "Just accept it."
Ciara got up before holding onto it, arms trembling.
It was a huge portrait of Dora, and hanging around the beautiful portrait was a medallion similar to the ones Koan and the rest had on.
Tears formed at the edge of her eyes as she stared at her carbon copy of her still in her teen age, youthful and gorgeous staring back at her with that gorgeous smile of hers.
Barton's eyes reflected her teary expression before he held her hand, causing her to glance up at him. He smiled.
"She's a hero too. She was my hero... "
Ciara chuckled sadly before managing a smile.
