Her silver gaze obliges, flickering briefly to the ring. It was, wasn’t it? ( Mrs. L u p i n . ) How strange. And yet this is not a mental statement made in regards to her once professors martial status, or even the pair’s relationship at all, yet rather the idea that it was that simple. An entire identity, shifted on its axis for a few words and a RING. She reckons she won’t ever change her own name, even if she finds someone that might fancy marrying her. ( Luna Lovegood ) was a sounder name than most anyone could ever hope for. It would really be a shame to split it down the middle. She tunes out just a moment, missing a word or two, yet mentally reappears just in time to catch the GIST.
“I don’t reckon people should be proud of themselves for
doing what’s RIGHT. I think that’s what encourages so many
people to just stay silent, because that’s what’s expected
of them, isn’t it? We can be proud of each other, of course,
that’s what friends are for, but…if you applaud yourself for
being decent, I think you get off track.”
This is a habit of hers: catching an idle thought and turning it into a monologue. Her ‘knack for embarrassing honesty' often came back to bite her, yet she'll never understand any other way to make peace with one's self. Waking up for another day is impressive enough, in Luna’s mind, though she knows she’d never be satisfied with that. Life was difficult, no matter who you were, yet most people never had the chance to BRAVE. They had all this valiance bottled up, going to waste, ( and the world never sees it ) , because what’s the use of being valiant if you’re not on the front lines? She likes to believe that many would have done what she did. ( There were a lot of good people around. )
She listens in fascination as Luna takes the idea she had presented and runs with it. Rather far, actually. It's a very brilliant sentiment, to be sure, but it's delivery had been unexpected. Not unwelcome, by any means. But still, Tonks had been warned, she should have paid attention. But it makes sense, she supposes, seeing as the Lovegood girl is a Ravenclaw. 'Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure', right ? After a few seconds of attempting to follow the train of thought ( she's almost sure she understands ), she grins.
❝ You're absolutely right. Too bad other people don't
share your sentiment, Luna. Maybe more things
would get done... ❞
Maybe the war would be over sooner. It's not hard to tell the strain that the mounting danger has been putting on people. Everyone's on edge. And even here, in the midst of a wedding where death and destruction should be the things furthest from people's minds, she can tell that most laughs are forced and most smiles plastered on with little genuine feeling to back them up. Shifting her weight, she glances around at the couples dancing around on the floor and at the people sitting at the tables watching the proceedings. The sense of camaraderie between those who have fought is instant, and, even if they've hardly spoken, Tonks wonders how the girl is doing.
❝ How has it been for you, Luna ? I mean, with everything
that's been happening, how are you holding up ? If you
don't mind my asking, of course. ❞
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