After several minutes where Larissa simply allowed herself to cry without restrictions in Luna's arms, the latter began speaking to her in a low and soft voice, with what seemed like emotional maturity she had suddenly developed.
"Larissa," Luna murmured, her voice loaded with an understanding that came from recent personal experience, "I understand your situation. I understand your loss."
She tightened the embrace slightly, as if trying to anchor them both against the storms they were weathering individually.
"I know you don't like talking about what happened. I know it's incredibly painful to relive it. Right now I think I feel very similar to how you've been feeling."
Her own voice began breaking slightly with emotion.
"I lost something just as important as what you lost... And my family, their future... everything is at risk right now, so I desperately need to try to recover what little I can."
