He asked Luna directly...
And he didn't use long, winding diplomatic preambles, he spoke with the delicate, agonizing care of a man who knew the answer mattered far too much to ruin it with a clumsy question.
So he just honestly let out everything that was in his mind.
Luna's cheeks instantly flushed crimson and she let out a heavy sigh.
She already knew she couldn't evade this. She had known this subject was coming the exact second her father woke up. She had dreaded it even before that, anticipating the difficulty of explaining the monumental shifts in her life to a dad who had been frozen in time to see and slowly digest the process himself.
Hearing his honest yet incomplete view was better than many of the possible outcomes. She hadn't known how he would react.
