"And he's so arrogant about it too..." It's infuriating. Luce despises feeling so helpless when those she cares for are in danger. They can only be tossed around like puppets, going along with his stupid plans, get tricked by whatever Naomi pulled...

What does an awards ceremony and an eerie basement have in common?

Her words from her conversation from Ankh come back to her, and Luce finds herself clasping her hands together in front of her mouth, murmuring a twist of the question. "What do an awards ceremony, an eerie basement, and a Solstice party gone wrong have in common...?"

There's something to that, she thinks. There definitely is.