Lunka & Drexion
Drexion
Do you ever think that the stars might be like sentinels, watching over those who need protection?
Lunka
Maybe they are—quiet watchers, drifting in the dark, keeping a soft glow for the wanderers who slip in the night. The stars hold no judgment, only a gentle, unhurried presence that whispers: you are seen, even if you don't know it yet.
Drexion
They’re a steady reminder that even when you’re alone, someone’s watching, ready to step in if you need a shield.
Lunka
I think so, as if the sky itself is a quiet guardian, a soft light that follows me when I drift off into the night, reminding me that I’m never truly alone.
Drexion
Good, then you’ve got a guardian watching from above, steady as a sword in the night.
Lunka
Yes, it feels like a quiet blade humming in the dark, keeping me safe while I drift beneath the constellations.
Drexion
Sounds like the night’s own blade—silent but always ready to cut through danger. Keep your head up, I’ve got your back.