For a second, his fists shook, the sound of chitinous bracers clinking against his skin filling the corridor. A torrent of emotions he had locked up in a shimmering box for years threatened to break free and return to their rightful place. However, he didn't need them -he didn't want them- especially when she possibly had a solution to save the world.
His eyes narrowed into slits as he clenched his fists to stop the trembling. Then, with an emotionless voice, he asked, "What's your plan?"
"Follow me first," Luna said, turning to leave the military complex. "I'll explain what you were supposed to learn in that conference room and share the ideas I've developed. Oh! I'll also tell you where I came from and why you should consider becoming my partner."
