Danseuse Teacher: Hmm. Humans… Would you care for a dance?
Lune: Yes.
Danseuse Teacher: We are rejoiced to know that humans care for our way of expression… and battle…
Lune: Do you just want a fight? Is that it?
Danseuse Teacher: A “fight?” No, no, no, clearly, you do not see. I am inviting you to the most intimate and elegant of dances.
Lune: How is dancing during battle going to help us survive?
Danseuse Teacher: You have much to learn. Allow me to demonstrate. Dance with me. Parry to the rhythm of my strikes. Then might you witness true bliss.
Lune: Okay… I’m ready.
Danseuse Teacher: Let us dance in a sea of fire and ice.
Danseuse Teacher: Your dance was enthralling. It seems there is nothing more I can teach you. If you use this, perhaps you will attain new heights. Heights of which we can only dream. These few follow me, but to little profit.
Lune: Why do you say that?
Danseuse Teacher: They hope to learn from me. But our kind have travelled as far as we can go. Whereas humans? Gestrals? You may climb the tallest mountains, if you so wish.
Lune: With enough effort, everyone can achieve the same.
Danseuse Teacher: Everyone… I do not believe you.