Aldric noticed without anyone saying anything.
Seiya was running the calculation that people ran when they saw something that could have been different, and finding that the answer to "why wasn't it me" was more complicated than the question had made it seem.
Not only Luna, three beautiful women. All three with the kind of presence they had, and all three here by choice at some level, because if they were only political pieces had the power to stop this, and if he wasn't to their liking they wouldn't be looking at Ren the way they were looking at him.
'Some people have too much luck,' thought Seiya.
Then he corrected himself: it likely wasn't only luck. But he didn't have a good name for what the rest of it was.
Aldric put a hand on his shoulder, briefly.
The universal gesture for: let it go…
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