All eyes turned to her. Selma blushed, realizing she'd spoken without thinking, but she forced herself to continue, lifting her chin bravely.
"I mean." She clarified quickly. "Not in the sense that I'm disappointed I can't do it with the projection."
She gestured to her Luca, who stood silently beside her, watching the exchange with that same familiar calm.
"It's just...what Luca and I shared that night was really special. Really nice."
She fidgeted with her fingers, her gaze dropping to the ground. "I've been thinking about it for days. How amazing it felt. How connected we were."
Immediately, nods of agreement rippled through the crowd.
"I've been thinking about it too." Another elf admitted.
"I can almost feel him inside of me still." Someone else said, her voice soft and longing.
But then Selma frowned, her expression growing somber.
"But now, with Luca so busy...I don't think we'll be able to experience that very often."
