That voice brings Balthier back to himself for a moment. Makes his heart stutter and flinch.

“You don’t believe that,” he says. His voice. Not Nolan’s. somewhere between soothing and unsettled. Not his moon who covets the romance of the stars.

But that’s gone again. He sees the electricity building. He should run. Should command. Should do something.

“You will not attack me,” he says. He hasn’t used his powers enough to understand how long it will last or how loopholes can be exploited.