Theme + Number: Fake, #15
Summary: Lulu's thoughts during Auron's last scene. Spoilers.
You pretend to frown the way Yuna pretends to smile. For most of her life and and more than all of yours, those expressions didn't need to be faked. You're all armor. Your monastery training did not include mandatory mirth.
This time, you are frowning for others to see. Your glance my way is more than farewell. The lights rising from your shoulders recall the burning ecstasy I have seen loosen your mask in rare moments of release. My cool nod must serve as reply. I do not fall to my knees when pyreflies make a sincere bolt for freedom.