"I cannot simply hide here all the time," Lunafreya protested, albeit more gentle than argumentative. "As an Oracle, I've been trained to defend myself. After...Insomnia fell," she didn't want to say after you died but it was there, "I traveled all over Eos by myself, you know. With the Empire looking for me." Until they'd found her, and now she was here. "I'm no stranger to difficult times."
She put her hand on his arm, her expression wry. "Did I panic when we were escaping Ardyn and Glauca? Did I scream or carry on? Of course not. I can help. Let me help you." Her eyes both pleased and demanded. She hated most of all being helpless.