Luna grinned, delighted that her candles were such a hit with everyone. In particular, they'd drawn a certain little girl she'd often heard about but not yet had the pleasure of meeting. Luna crouched down, holding Nimue's sling so as not to crush her, and held out her hand toward Leila. "Hello, Miss Leila. My name's Luna. Your dad has told me a lot about you, but he may have understated what a pretty girl you are." Sparkly candles forgotten for the moment, Nimue turned her head and peeked over the edge of her sling at Leila as well.