Of course Nyx would tell everyone her title. And he called her stubborn? Lunafreya kept herself from rolling her eyes, even though she smiled all the same. "So 'Valkyrie' is a title? I didn't know." She didn't press to ask for any other name; if the other woman wanted her to know, she would give it.
Softening as Nyx's sacrifice for her was brought up, Lunafreya said, gently, "Yes, that's me. But he didn't just die for me....he did it to save all of Eos. His death saved countless lives across our whole world. If it hadn't been for him, Eos would be gone now." Everyone should know that, she felt; back home, she'd told many what he had done. She wanted him to be remembered.
"You just came back through one of the doors?" Lunafreya didn't miss the look, but she was long used to people judging her, both as a princess and the Oracle. It barely registered. She only needed to be her best, and the rest fell where it may. "Is there no way to tell what's on the other side when you go?" Her eyes flicked to the sword.