Once in Luca, Luna went ot the cafe. As she sat in a booth, she realized it was the same booth she and Derick had sat in adter the Blitzball tournament. She remembered the conversation they had, though it was short. She also remembered that she thought that he was going to quit on her. After she ate, she paid the bill, then went walking around Luca. It was much bigger than she thought it was. She went to the Inn, got a room for the night, and went back outside. The sun was going down, and Luna went to one of the west docks to watch it set.
When she reached the dock, there was a girl of about 16 there, too. She had silver-colored short hair, which Luna thought looked nice. Her outfit was made of leather and red understraps. The shirt seemed to just be a piece of leather wrapped around her arms to cover herself, secure with a brooch on the left side. The gril raised her arms to strech and Luna saw that there was a cloth tube top underneath the leather. Red straps came across both shoulders, down her stomach, which was exposed, went down through her leather shorts, and seemed to hope up black leather stockings. Her leather boots came up about mid-calf. She had two black belts around her stomach, one on eather side of her bellybutton.
She wore black eldow-length gloves and a black choker. She had another necklace on a chain that allowed the pendent to reach the top of her shirt. She turned and looked at Luna with her hazel, almost red-tinted, eyes.
"Hi." Luna said.
"Hello." The girl said in her indifferent, soft voice.
"This is a nice place to watch the sun set."
"Yes it is. I come and watch when I can."
"This is my first time watching it set in Luca. My name is Luna."
"Paine. Nice to meet you."
"Same here." Luna said, looking out at the see, which was red from the reflection of the of the sun. Luna's mind wandered from watching the sun to Derick. She knew Derick wouldn't want her to grief for him, but she couldn't help it. She often awoke at night, crying. She had nightmares of him dying. Sometimes Braba was killing him, sometimes she herself was killing him.
Was he happy on the Far Plain? Luna could see him, Betty, and his mother walking around, chatting.
"Hey, are you alright?" Paine asked, pulling Luna back to the present.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Luna said, wiping her tears away.
"Are you sure? You just started to cry so suddenly. I thought something was wrong."
"No. Just memories." Luna said, smiling.
"Joyful or sorrowful?"
"A little of both." Luna looked around, noticing it was now completely dark. "How long has it been?"
"A couple of hours. I even left and ate. I came back to see you crying, and you never left that spot."
"Oh. Well, there's no point in staying here if the sun's gone down. I'm getting tired, anyway. It was nice meeting you." Luna said as they parted ways. Two hours, Luna thought as she walked. Let's hope I don't do that during something important, Luna thought as she reached the inn. She fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.