Rezo has briefly felt the pathways on her hands a few times before, experienced how they pulse, but those had been essentially glimpses. Now, he can easily feel out the way they curl around her fingers and up her wrist, silently counting out that rate at which they beat. It’s somewhat fast, at least, by his standards. Perhaps it’s normal for Lunari. But it’s oddly soothing to sit in silence and feel her like this, until she speaks.

“You are a good man,” she says.

He makes a soft noise at that, and his fingertips go still. So that’s the impression she has of him.

Does she really think he’s doing all this for the people in trouble? Is that why he’s pushing himself? He doubts it; but instead of potentially distressing her further with his doubts, he settles for a simple “Thank you.”