[ Seeing the word 'Patriots' had certainly distracted her for a moment. It's not overly important, though — she's more interested in these animals of theirs. Admittedly, she does know something about that, having dealt with someone else earlier in the month who'd called forth some kind of Patronus of their own — and they had used a whistle, too.
In turn, Luna too appears on her bed, propped up by pillows — the room illuminated in a warm, soft light. It's... oddly quiet around her, considering she shares the space with three others and a small menagerie of animals. She's still for a while, watching the screen with wide eyes, waiting to see what he means to show her. There's still concern, though — considering he's faced a Dementor. Even surviving such a thing isn't a pleasant experience.
Peter puts the whistle to his lips and she blinks finally at the gentle glow of light. It is like she's seen before. She pauses, sitting up a little — the quiet shuffling of papers as she moves something out of her lap and places it on her bedside. It might be the holidays, but of course she's doing her homework.
A spider...? Luna's lips part in quiet awe for a moment before a slow smile spreads across her face. ]
He's lovely. [ What a curious little fellow. ] It's... it's funny, I've actually seen something like that. There was a boy from school — we encountered Dementors and he had a whistle like that. His creature was a hare, though. I thought it was maybe something from his world, but—
[ Is this something Deerington does? ]
Maybe all Sleepers have their own Patronuses, here. Or something that works similar.
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It's a Patronus charm, Peter.
[ Seeing the word 'Patriots' had certainly distracted her for a moment. It's not overly important, though — she's more interested in these animals of theirs. Admittedly, she does know something about that, having dealt with someone else earlier in the month who'd called forth some kind of Patronus of their own — and they had used a whistle, too.
In turn, Luna too appears on her bed, propped up by pillows — the room illuminated in a warm, soft light. It's... oddly quiet around her, considering she shares the space with three others and a small menagerie of animals. She's still for a while, watching the screen with wide eyes, waiting to see what he means to show her. There's still concern, though — considering he's faced a Dementor. Even surviving such a thing isn't a pleasant experience.
Peter puts the whistle to his lips and she blinks finally at the gentle glow of light. It is like she's seen before. She pauses, sitting up a little — the quiet shuffling of papers as she moves something out of her lap and places it on her bedside. It might be the holidays, but of course she's doing her homework.
A spider...? Luna's lips part in quiet awe for a moment before a slow smile spreads across her face. ]
He's lovely. [ What a curious little fellow. ] It's... it's funny, I've actually seen something like that. There was a boy from school — we encountered Dementors and he had a whistle like that. His creature was a hare, though. I thought it was maybe something from his world, but—
[ Is this something Deerington does? ]
Maybe all Sleepers have their own Patronuses, here. Or something that works similar.