[ the dragonfly chirrups once more when it feels the touch at its head, lazily shifting its wings but otherwise not reacting much. it doesn't seem overjoyed at being touched, but doesn't seem to mind it either, staying calmly in place.

serpico smiles at the sight before looking back up at the moon through the leafy canopy hanging over him. ]

It was certainly kind of her to invite everyone here. It hasn't been long since I was brought to this country, and that kindness did much to ease the shock of ending up here. It feels like a blessing, being able to see something like this.

[ he's quiet in thought for a moment longer before he turns back to luna. ]

Sylvant it is. It's a name that would serve well as a pleasant reminder of this night, I think. Thank you very much.