He nods, a touch hasty. It sounds like it’d be better to just shove this specific uncomfortable topic. “Right.” He doesn’t want to press too much on that. Not if it’s tangled up in totally-not-but-maybe-romance things. It’s none of his business.

None of this is his business, but he ignores that fact when it comes to the rest of it.

He rests his chin on his palm and watches as she continues talking. Again, he can’t stop his mind from drawing the parallels to Ennis, parallels that only make his concern for Luna’s situation worse.

Ennis had a choice. She nearly wound up dead on the ground for making it, but she still had a choice. Suffer by killing her only friends or suffer by dying bit by bit due to her creator’s power. Some choice.

So he’s still skeptical. “Uh-huh. Come on, ‘not the worst’ doesn’t mean he’s anything special either." With the life he's lived, Firo's usually grateful for good enough. When it comes to his friend's important people, though? No way. That's the kind of thing that needs only the best. "So what if he let you have a choice? That's yours to begin with. If a guy steals something from you and gives it back, you're not gonna thank him. You're gonna cut his hand off.”