"It is not uncommon for the lunar cycles to affect mortals." She said somewhat absently. "Given the moon was thrown into sky in exile, it could be their doing." She couldn't speak for the sun.

She nodded and headed toward the edge of Salt Spire, the bundle of shards handed to Vesper in turn so he could make his comments for each.

"Take time and consider, Lord Vesper, what you will do next. We need your strength to thwart Triton." She bowed her head. "May moonlight guide you."