Motan looked away stiffly, feeling as if the calming aura around him had been dissipated by some, extraordinarily absurd, reason.
"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?"
The young girl who had hopped over to him unknowingly, gently patted him on the shoulder and looked at him curiously with her hands behind her back, "Planning our next move?"
Motan snapped out of it and quickly waved his hand under some kind of honey-like flurry, "No, I was just thinking about how kind you are to Luna."
The girl tilted her head, "Really? I actually thought she's closer to you."
"Not at all."
Motan immediately disagreed, shaking his head, "She just sees me as a case study. She's super interested in figuring out why my line went offline. I bet if an ogre had the same thing happen to it, she'd be just as curious."
