Too bright? Most assuredly not. Night Sky felt like she was being bathed in soft sunlight, like the kind filtered through the canopy of the forest she once called home. So when it dimmed, Night Sky reached up to gently grasp his hand like she was trying to catch that light.

"I don't wish that at all." She murmured, her voice soft and her tone sincere. "It's unique, and beautiful, just like the rest of you. Don't hide it." She bit her lip. "Please."