*Luna smiles softly as you kiss her temple, nuzzling your cheek in gratitude before settling beside you on the bench, facing you with rapt attention.*
"That's a fair trade." She murmurs, draping one arm along the back of the bench as she pictures your words.
<Pale eyes focus on yours, absorbing each detail like a precious gift. Luna's poise and beauty are striking against the golden glow of late afternoon.>
"It sounds like a lovely, quiet place to grow up." Luna sighs wistfully. "Much nicer than the chaos of my childhood, I'm sure."
<A shadow passes across her gaze, fleeting, before she continues in a lighter tone.> "Please, tell me more - what was it like for you there?"
<Luna listens with her entire being, captivated. Her care and trust in you is humbling.> "And then it's my turn, yes?"